The pros.
People are nice and polite. Beaches are beautiful. The feeling of
being in Europe in the 60s can be charming for a short period of time.
Caipirinhas, once again, are out of this world, delicious everywhere
and every single time.
The cons.
Service is terrible. It does not matter whether there is one waiter or
a dozen of them, you'd be still waiting forever while they chat or are
busy ignoring you.
Driving is atrocious. Nobody seems to pick a lane, use their lights or
be aware of other cars on the road. Road signs are inexistent. Most
people don't know or follow basic road rules. I saw a woman with a
baby in her arms on the passenger seat of a motorbike. Also saw a guy
swinging from a bottle of beer in the car at the gas station with his
wife and baby without seat belts by his side. There seems to be a
subgroup of suicidal Uruguyans who jump or ride their bikes right
into coming traffic. By the way, the cars, like most everything, are
straight out of the 60s or 70s.
Food is very simple, also straight out of the 60s. It does not matter
where you go, the menu is always the same. Quality is not good either.
Was disappointed by tomatoes and onions (and yearning for those of
Mexico).
M.A. had the best meat and the best milanesa in La Pedrera, but both
were pretty bad almost everywhere else. One of the best meals was
across from where we were staying in Montevideo, not a fancy
restaurant by any means, but the food was very good and the
presentation was top rated. The place is called Rocco. On the other
hand, at Media Lunas Calentitas we got served a milanesa de pollo
completely uncooked. Revolting.
Music on the radio is nothing but oldies. You would think nothing has
been created musically in the last 40 years. Even the alternative
scene is outdated. The hippies at Punta del Diablo are quite funny.
They seem unaware that that revolution was fought 50 years ago. Bu
then again, everything and everybody is stuck in time.
Beaches are full of jellyfish (but not the ones that really hurt) and,
excepts for the ones in Punta del Este, there are very few services
like bars, toilets or showers.
To top it off we both had some kind of virus/stomach bug that did not
contribute much to the enjoyment of the vacation.
On a more positive note, it's my pleasure to announce that I LOVE
Chihuahua and I know I can be very happy there. I love the place
itself, love the vibe of the nudist beach, love my neighbours. Buying
a plot of land there was a TERRIFIC idea (gracias, Juan y Leandro!)
and I can't wait to build a house. More about Chihuahua in another
post. Time to work now.
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