Urug-why? Erm.
Anyway, where were we? Ushaia, with its hotchpotch planning laws and volatile weather. Turns out Ushaia is crazy expensive: the trip to Tierra del Fuego national park just about bankrupted us. Added to that we weren't made to feel especially welcome, partly due to absolutely nothing being open on a Sunday and partly because it was a celebration of Las Malvinas in the self-declared Capital of Las Malvinas. Which possibly isn't the best place to be British.
So yeah, back to BA and then straight on to Colonia. Seven years ago I found Colonia a bit boring, but pleasant enough to wander about in the summer sun, witg its palm trees and hummingbirds, so when it was suggested this time I didn't straight up refuse. Turns out the summer sun is fairly key to that enjoyment. Wandering around in the Autumn rain made for a bit less successful a visit. Ho hum. Hopefully my feet will dry on the boat to Argentina.
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