We boarded a bus to Montevideo late Saturday afternoon, saying goodbye to our favourite little beach town of Punta del Diablo. Our priority at this point was to get to the border of Argentina, Paraguay, and Brazil at Iguazu Falls as soon as possible and hopefully see a little bit of ´Gaucho`country along the way. The next two days proved to hold many life lessons - in Latin America entire towns shut down on Sundays, one can only spend so many hours in a bus...

As we boarded the bus that would take us away from La Paloma the clouds completely dissipated and the sun started to shine brighter than it had since our arrival in Uruguay. It was annoying to look out the window and see the beaches twice as beautiful as they had been when we were laying on them. At any rate, it made us excited to get to our next destination, Punta del Diablo. When we arrived there a few hours later it immediately became apparent that we had made...

As much fun as scootin around Colonia del Sacramento was, our itinerary quickly reminded us that we needed to be on the move again if we were going to see more of what Uruguay had to offer. So, we hopped on one of the many buses we would board in the coming days, and made for the Uruguayan capital.When I look back on Montevideo little comes to mind other than showing Morgan and Travis who owns the Ping Pong championship belt,and empty streets lined with stripper/...

Buenos Aires was where it all began. We passed almost three weeks in the Argentine capital and had accomplished much within this time. Looking back now I think maybe Pat and I should have bought shares in ´Quilmes`, the national beer. Memories of BA come flooding back with the mention of the name Flavia, a wonderful girl from Brazil who became the but of all of our jokes for the remainder of our stay (didn´t her name have such a sweet ring to it Shanil?...