I love Montevideo by MadameReya, dilettante extraordinaire
Montevideo is the first foreign city I ever traveled to – all the way back in 1994, several months after my 18th birthday. I flew LAB (Lloyd Aereo Boliviano), which was an experience deserving of its own entry, into the diminutive international airport in Carrasco.
Fast forward to 1998, when I made my second trip to Montevideo, arriving via Buquebus ferry from Buenos Aires. An all-around better experience than the first trip, I hauled my luggage on foot all the way from the docks to Plaza Independencia, and the Hotel Nuevo Savoy – a very homey little motel in a great location. I remember the elderly man at the front counter – he would always make joking comments in Spanish that I couldn’t understand (speculate away…).
I stayed in town for several nights – enjoyed long walks on the Rambla (riverfront promenade), beautiful plazas, and gooood grub. I traveled onward to Mendoza, Argentina, using the bus service Empresa General Artigas – which I found to be very nice.
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