By the first weekend, we were looking forward to two days off and celebrated by enjoying a few drinks out on the town in Ciudad Vieja and a few longer runs down by the Rambla; we have been fairly discliplined with the running, alternating between a gentle jog and a David's training run which has us doing all the kind of exercises expected in a football training session warm-up – much to the pleasure of the 'mate' swilling locals who tend to shout and encourage us (we think!) as not many people here tend to take advantage of this fantastic rambla to run.
By the end of the weekend we had become fully accustomed to having our own flat again with the fridge filled and enjoying a routine of cooking with no smelly dread-locked travellers in the kitchen! The flat is great although a few mornings it's hard to sleep when the market on the road outside being set up from 4am!! Also, the local bar (Bar Sarandi) tends to be frequented by various local characters and seems to go on until the last of them runs out money or falls asleep!!
The second week was a four day week, with 5 hours a day (!) due to Friday (Christmas Day) being a holiday and that we were joined by another student – Bjorn, from Germany. It was a good laugh with Bjorn, who we quickly realised was just as keen on having a laugh with us as he was about learning the lingo! The week passed by quickly but was tiring with the additional hour each day and Gaston not easing up on the homework! (Lynne and David don't need to point out that we are quite geeky and wouldn't dream of turning up to lesson without having completed it!). By the end of the week it was evident that much to his disgust David was clearly bottom of he class and crying out for some numbers and no more Spanish! Lynne on the other hand was clearly top of the class and Gaston's favourite! The afternoons this week remained hot and so we frequented the beaches once more.
Christmas Eve however was rainy, we decided to head down to the Mercado del Puerto after enjoying it for Lynne's Birthday....it was quite different this time!! By the time we had left college at 14:30, the streets were filled with locals wandering the streets drunk on Roldo's and swilling it freely in the streets; by the time we got to the Mercado the area was crammed with the drunken mass singing along to live music and throwing cider in the air over any unfortunate bystanders who happened to get too close. The meal was as good as last time and afterwards we headed back to the flat as the streets emptied – we later found out that after drinking the afternoon away everyone goes back to their families where they dine and relax before setting off fireworks at midnight. This was quite spectacular, we enjoyed some wine on our roof terrace watching the 360 degree firework display. It seemed every plaza, house were setting fireworks off, even those in the streets were setting off rockets.
Shannon (from Canada) joined us in the class for the third week, which again consisted of 5 hours a day with Friday being New Years day. The weather didn't quite live up to the first two weeks, so afternoons & evenings were spent between the beach, parks and socialising with the other students at college.
We brought in the New Year by having a group of the students round to our flat for drinks and food before once again taking in an impressive fireworks display at midnight which was followed by a trip to the bars/clubs of Ciudad Vieja which only opened at 1am. They seem to have many strange customs here, the drinking of Mate being numero uno, but another noted is that on New Year's Eve before they all go out and get drunk at midday they rip up their used diaries as well as all office paper that relates to the year and throw it out their windows and onto the streets! The streets were littered with paper on every street in town, it was quite strange! What would be called a security nightmare in the UK!!
On the Sunday we explored some new areas of the city including a trip to Estadio Centenario – which is the Country's National Football stadium, the same one where they won the first ever World Cup in 1930. It got David thinking of how great it's going to be when England win the 2010 Cup!
The final week in college started with a painful Monday. We were joined by two new girls, a Finnish girl who was pleasant enough and a German lady who was possibly the most annoying person we have ever met. She just wouldn't shut up!! Following a brief complaint and a day of deep breaths and counting to ten we had Gaston to ourselves once more from Tues – Fri. We covered loads of material in this week at a fast pace, so much so that it's going to take some time to revisit it all. The weather once again picked up and with class finishing at 13:30 we were once again unleashed onto the beaches. We enjoyed a few nights out with some of the other students which left us very tired in college trying to survive on only a few hours sleep! For the Friday we prepared a hand made card for Gaston as a thank you which he got quite sentimental about!
With only Monday & Tuesday left in Montevideo, we started getting ready to leave. We had some positive news on Tuesday when the hostel in Punta Del Este informed us that my wallet had been found and handed back in with all the money intact!! Amazing, not sure that would happen in London!! A bit late for the bank cards that have already been cancelled but nice to have back. We picked it up from some Argentinian Girls who were travelling back to Montevideo that evening. That afternoon we also enjoyed our final run down the Rambla, notching up 10km and then heading out to a Tango Club with Bjorn, Shannon and a few others. This was basically someone's house that has been converted into a Milonga which stays open until the last person goes home – Lynne impressed with her first Tango lesson!
So our Montevideo / Uruguay adventure comes to an end as we take the BuqueBus Ferry back across the Rio de la Plata to Buenos Aires.
Frank aka dad says:-
ReplyDeleteLooking at the photo of your Christmas dinner we all know where we are eating next Christmas! I will bring the sprouts and look forward to enjoying real gravy - something which has remaind a mystery from Maureen for many a long year.
I mentioned the return of your wallet to a couple of Liverpudlians who now believe that fairy godmothers really do exist!!!!!
Trust the Spanish is now up to speed and you can sing "Marching on Together" in Spanish to anybody who will listen!!
There are currently a lot of Mancunians who seem to have forgoten the words?
Come on you Mighty Whites!!!!