Apartment living...
Mate
Fruit salad
The last couple of weeks in Uruguay were pretty awesome, Cata´s family came up for a week - meaning mate on the beach, asados everynight and plenty of dinner table laughs and loud disputes. I was lucky enough to score a secret spot I had been scoping, absolutely pumping and tubing with only one lad out! There was this super consistent left that could reele down the beach grinding and sneezing the whole way. The water was warm and crystal clear - it made all the average sessions dissapear from memory. There was a sick vibe in the water and me and the bearded local were hooting each other into every bomb. We talked a lot about surfing Latin America - and I wasn't surprised to hear that the last Australians he surfed with - ended up in a fight. Apparently they claimed control of a known point break in Mexico as they had "invested money in land there" - bullshit...
I hadn´t organised a lift back and hitchiking failed soI ended up walking almost 10k´s in the hot sun back to the bus stop. I just had enough change to buy some food - though I decided to reward myself with an ice cold cerveza instead, and the guy cut me a discount so I had enough for the bus!
I hadn´t organised a lift back and hitchiking failed soI ended up walking almost 10k´s in the hot sun back to the bus stop. I just had enough change to buy some food - though I decided to reward myself with an ice cold cerveza instead, and the guy cut me a discount so I had enough for the bus!
We also cruised up to Punta Del Diablo and scored super fun waves with incredible backdrops similar to remote Western Australia. We spent an afternoon at this incredible 17th century fort built to defend Brazillian conquistadores. On the way back to BA we hung out with some of the hostel crew in their home city of Montevideo. They were really warm and generous and even gave us a full Uruguayo flag to take home. At Cobra´s house, they cooked us another tremendous Uruguayo Asado - in which I tried a few new additions, including intestines with lime.
Montevideo is smaller and more manageable than Buenos Aires and opens up to a beautiful beach front where many people gather to swim, kick the football and of course - drink mate. We arrived back in Buenos Aires with a really warm feeling of Uruguay, and I felt like I really got to know the heart and sole of the place.
Back in Buenos Aires I started getting into my distance uni course while going on city missions with Cata and skating at night with Marcos (her little brother). I started going daily to a skate park in Nuñes and met really cool crew from Columbia, Venezuela, USA and Buenos Aires. I eventually shaved my head to not look so obvious - as the possibility of getting robbed seems to around every corner! recently though - I really started feeling comfortable geting around and doing things on my own in this ghetto ass urban metropolis...
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