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View from my bed at Hostel 1949I´m starting to get used to taking long distance buses. After listening to Spanish lessons for a few hours I get sufficiently bored to fall asleep. I arrived at Montevideo still thinking about my time in Brazil and the friends I made. But then I also felt good about moving on, as it was the beginning of something new. <br />
Punta Del Este
George Csaszi2006-02-27 19:09:11
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View from my bed at Hostel 1949I´m starting to get used to taking long distance buses. After listening to Spanish lessons for a few hours I get sufficiently bored to fall asleep. I arrived at Montevideo still thinking about my time in Brazil and the friends I made. But then I also felt good about moving on, as it was the beginning of something new.
Although a bit exhausted, after checking into Red Hostel and buying a ticket to Punta del Este, I went for a walk through the east part of the city, and then the beaches in the south. Later, when I returned to the dorm I noticed someone sleeping on my bed, and my clothes ( previously on the bed), placed neatly on the adjacent chair. Too tired to be amused I decided to take the next bed for the time being, and have a talk with the guy when he wakes up. After taking a closer look at the bed however I noticed a bikini under the pillow, and as I was contemplating what to do next the guy woke up, resulting in a rather unpleasant confrontation. After consulting reception, it turned out I was allocated an already occupied bed.
Later I managed to Crazy Argentinian girlmake friends with the man (A Spaniard called Gonzales, taking a two week holiday to see his Argentinian girlfriend) and we ended up going for dinner together. Although Montevideo is not one of my favourite cities, something interesting seems to happen to me every time I go there.
I arrived at Punta del Este in late afternoon the next day. The town has a reputation for being one of the top holiday destinations in South America, frequented by by the rich & famous, which apparently is also reflected by the prices.
Finding hostel 1949 was pretty easy, it´s only a few blocks away from the bus station. I was greeted by the cheerful (& rather eccentric) manager of the hostel (I think his name was Al), cracking a joke about I´m only allowed to bring women back to the hostel who´s at least a '7' (out of 10). It didn´t seem to
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