The next evening I arrived in Buenos Aires, to Esmeralda Palace Hotel right in the centre. I was still feeling quite ill to do much. I went for a walk around the huge, busy city, and enquired in the two boat company offices, on the price of the boat to Uruguay.
As I was staying for two days, I also did some much needed washing in my little sink. My room smelled so nice!
The next day, I took the ferry across the river to Colonia in Uruguay. Here I started to feel a little out of place.
We had gone from llama fashion and bright colours in Peru, Bolivia, Chile and the north of Argentina, to people with suitcases, straight hair, and fake nails at the posh ferry terminal.
The boat only took an hour, and I put my backpack in left luggage to go to explore, before continuing on by bus to Montevideo.
Colonia was so beautiful and I so wanted to stay the night.
It was just quiet, and cobbly, and nice.
It even had a peak. This beautiful lighthouse.
With a view of the little town.
The hotels were all really expensive, and most had no space anyway. Luckily I didn’t stay, as I never would have made it back in time.
I went to the Artisan market – thinking there would be nothing new, but found so many more beautiful things, including a wind chime made from beautiful stones.
I then sadly, made my way back to the bus terminal and got the last ticket on the 17:30 bus to Montevideo.