After a few days in Buenos Aires, we took the one hour ferry ride to Uruguay and spent a day wandering about the beautiful little town of Colonia – the oldest city in the country and a world heritage site.
The historical area of the city was a wonderful place to spend the day, with its 17th century cobblestone streets shaded by huge sycamore trees, some great little places for lunch and coffee and a few tourist spots. It was also a place where the locals seemed to love cruising around in old cars, some classics, but mainly just battered old Fiats.
Once we’d done our tourist duty and spent a few (unusually large) Uruguayan Peso notes in the city, we caught a taxi out to a beautiful little posada in the countryside called La Casa de los Limoneros. Where we spent a couple of nights just doing not very much at all.
Refreshed and ready to hit the markets, we headed back to Buenos Aires – with the credit card ready to be hammered – for a weekend of shopping, sorting out our things before our return to chilly London… Oh and eating steak and drinking wine – mustn’t forget those important tasks.
