Uruguayan Steppenwolf. Step 3

To Montevideo I came with old Uruguayan socialist whose bold head was covering by hat with Che Guevara pins. He told me about justice, class struggle, and on the end of our journey he gave me 60 pesos 😀 In Monte I found place in very hospitable couple – Flor is working as dance trainer, and Alvaro have in home tattoo studio. They are living 30minutes from center so I check it closely. And how Is there?

Is quite good! How that city is organized (especially after Asuncion) is a great surprise. Public transport is quite good, buses almost like from Europe, monitoring, still inside is someone who is only selling tickets but we have electronic cards etc. And we have bus stops and information what lines are stopping here! Incredible thing here 🙂 Architecture is also very interesting. Mix of styles (art nouveau, art deco, eclecticism, on one street with z modernismand expressionism) but it’s obvious that somebody is carrying about them. Illumination of churches we can learn from them, they don’t worry about play with them. Church which in the same time is place of meeting and art gallery? Great idea! Few green fields, huge harbor full of people who make sport. Light house, marina, beaches. Clean and security. A lot of bars and restaurants. Really nice place.

Interesting thing – police is keeping guns and uniforms in house. It’s a little bit strange for me when they are going home in public buses with rucksack with Hello KIty and theirs guns are touching other people.

Traditionally I visited cinemas (real time machine! In Cinemateca they have machine to project movies with engine for coal!) where I found crazy festival. “Cine a pedal” it’s a film festival during which audience need to ride on bike to make energy. When we will add that we watched movies about bicycles and everything were place on main city square we received really freaky thing 🙂

Cinema muffled by boxes for eggs 🙂

Finally I took my things and I moved to Colonia del Sacramento. Old town was put on UNESCO World Heritage List but honestly… more interesting old towns I saw in Brazil. There are 200years old buildings, light house, marina but everything together is not so spectacular. But spectacular was orchestra like from restaurants in American’s hotels from 30’ which because of anniversary of UNESCO list gave marvelous concert! Golden shots, song by song better and better! And what Uruguayans for that? Nothing! Maybe there was to much instruments in that songs.

After two days during which I heard on street all group of polish pensioners, left to one from hostel polish book which I received in Fram, with happiness in my heart I went. And another time I was full of bad energy when I saw how drivers tried to lie me about theirs directions (husband was pointing left, wife right). And another time I planted bad words like red neck on his field., but step by step I moved my checker on that strange Uruguayan strip. 200km I made in two days (and one night which I spend on patrol station lightened by storm) but finally I checked on border.

I spat behind me on Uruguay, last time I told Uruguayan (that time that was soldier on border but after that when he gave me stamp in passport and I was ready to run if he will want to stop me) I told directly in how fucked place he’s living and than I kissed Argentinian ground and in country of best wine, beef and marvelous tango I breath in full breath. Real happiness 🙂