Initially, we planned to spend three weeks in Uruguay and we’re going to do so, but in December. On Saturday we’re going to northern Argentina, but as we have changed our route, we had to go to Colonia del Sacramento for a few days so we could use… an ATM.
We get up early morning as Amelka wakes us up earlier today (6.30) and demands attention while there’s a huge mess around us. Having permanent headquarters for a whole month, we got a bit lazy – that’s what comes to our minds when we look at all the stuff lying around. We’re sailing to Colonia del Sacramento in 3 hours and in 1.5 hrs we’re supposed to check out. I get up and go to the bakery on a street nearby in order to buy empanadas’ supplies for the whole day. When I get back, the girls are already on the floor. One is packing things up while the other one takes them out and tries to eat them – a gorgeous scene.
We divide our bags in two batches – those that we take with us and others that will stay here, at our friends’ place. We’ll pick them in few months time. We’re considering less and less things important every day. We don’t understand why did we take half of the stuff with us, but the good news is that we don’t have to drag it with us anymore. After an hour, we finish this task and I can take the bags and deliver them. Miraculously, the traffic is manageable and I’m back in 30 minutes. I didn’t think I’ll make it in less than one hour. I even manage to return before the owner comes. She quickly goes through all the apartments, returns our deposit and even lets us feed Amelka in peace. She’s making it a quick one too, understanding that there’s something exciting going on since early morning. Second breakfast’s finished – time to hurry up so we can make it to the harbour in time to board our boat. When we arrive, we’re ahead of schedule and finally there’s some time to relax.
We even manage to arrive before the check-in starts, however it turns out that we were supposed to print our passes before and thus, a friendly gentleman asks us for a 40 peso ‘penalty’. But when he cannot give me change form a hundred, he waves his hand and says ‘my change is more important than this’ :) I don’t argue, take the printouts and wait for the gates to open. Again, we experience the advantages of being a family. Instead of waiting 40 minutes in the queues, it takes us only 5 minutes because everyone lets us through. What’s even better, we go through passport control here. There are two booths next to each other – Argentinean and Uruguayan one. Thus, when we board the boat, we’re already after customs and there will be no need to wait when we arrive at the destination – big up for that!
The boat is comfortable and pleasantly air-conditioned. We left our luggage on the upper deck and the staff is happy to help us as soon as they spot Amelka. But there’s nothing they can help us with. The trip is so quick that before we can realise, an hour passes and we touch land on the other side. We get the feeling that getting out of the boat and walking through various corridors in the harbour, takes us longer than the trip itself.
Colonia turns out to be pleasantly tiny. Distances within Buenos seems quite abstract here. There’s no traffic lights, and the traffic pretty much regulates itself on its own. After 10 minutes walk we’re at our hotel and it’s time to eat something. They treat siesta very seriously here and so from a few dozen parilliadas there’s only a few left open. Our bellies urge us to choose the closest one, anyway. Menus are similar to the ones in Argentina – meat rules, the rest is just an addition to the main player.
Suddenly, a tremendous event occurs – it turns out, that they have regular high chairs. And by regular I mean high chairs that the kids don’t fall out of. We haven’t found such in Buenos. We can finally eat lunch in peace. Before that, we had to take shifts – one of us ate and the other one held Amelia and tried to eat at the same time :) A seemingly unimportant thing that becomes a luxury :)
Feeling satisfied, we take a short walk to make use of the time left before Amelka’s bedtime. Tomorrow, we’ll walk further.