Montevideo Madness

Montevideo Madness

I’m now in Montevideo, it’s Friday evening, and after a few lovely days with HJ before she goes off backpacking again I’m in a bit of a quandary which I`ll try to explain‚Ķ I’ve got my new Manta saddle, thanks to Jon and wonderful DHL even though it turned out that at the Scottish end they forgot to put a street name or phone number on the address label so it was sent to Dominic Luther, The English Cycle Tourist, Bicycle Shop, Montevideo, Uruguay. And still mad

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Rio Grande – Montevideo

Rio Grande – Montevideo

My plan to ride down to Chui hit into my laziness. There was 240km to the border, and having stayed until the Saturday morning cos of how lovely Duda’s family was – with my visa expiring on the Sunday – that would be doable, but with a strong headwind forecast for the whole weekend it sounded like a pretty miserable ride through flat fields with nothing to see.

We were up before 6, so they could leave early, and because the bus would leave at 7am. I’d been up trying to

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Rio Grande

Rio Grande

I was asked when I arrived in Rio Grande how long I’d be staying, but wasn’t sure. Duda however seemed to know and told everyone that I’d stay for the whole week, until he would travel to Gramado with his aunt Silvia, uncle Eduardo and cousin Gui. That would just about work, but leave things a little tight for getting out of the country in time before my visa expired.

My main goal was to get things organised. I had a sleeping pad that had once again started leaking, too many

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