After weeks in the mountain air of Patagonia
we opted to spend our final South American week on the beaches of Uruguay. Didn't go quite to plan as it rained for most of the time we were in the little surfer town of La Paloma. But it wasn't cold, so we still wandered the beach, or sat on the balcony over looking the ocean and watching spectacular electric storms far out at sea. Although they blew in overnight and we woke in the middle of the night to the most intense thunder we have ever heard. It felt as is we were inside the storm itself. On the final evening the weather cleared and we joined a relaxed couple of friends from the hostel and sat on the sand, watching the full moon rise above us and the red sun set into the Atlantic. When we got back to our hostel a huge fire had been lit and we sat around and ate freshly crispy fried fish. Even G enjoyed it.
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