The Araucania Tree

The Araucania Tree
Only in Chile and Dr. Seuss books.

Thursday, February 18, 2010

February 17

Our last full day in Uruguay we found ourselves with Fernando, the tour guide from the winery. He did not let us down. We took a tour of Colonia, a quaint little port town that has become the weekend home to several Portenos (people from Buenos Aires). It is a beautiful town that has survived quite a bit, it changed hands 11 times during its rule between the Spanish and the Portuguese so it has a lot of flavor. We ate at La Florida and had the most delicious food. We walked around the city, took a lot of photos, and had a thorough history lesson. It was a great way to end our stay in Uruguay, but I do hope it is not my last. I inquired about my future there and am looking into getting a job there. I am in love with Uruguay. The people are nice, the attitude is relaxed, the food is delicious, the wine is spectacular, it is paradise.

This is a fancy restaurant in Colonia. The artwork is amazing and all done by the owner
We are great at posing, don't we look natural?



Mom and Doug in the courtyard of a lovely hotel.
This is a door knocker, look at those dainty hands and that ring, oh my.



This is the original entrance into the fort at Colonia.




La Florida, an original and sinful treat.







The Bullfighting stadium. It only lasted two years because the Uruguayans are far too civil to enjoy watching bulls die.






Fernando took us to the bed and breakfast of his friends, La Casa de los limones. Here are some of their lemons.








Here we are inside the bullfighting arena. We broke the law and trespassed so we could have a look and hear the acoustics. I was punished for my disobedience and saw a rat. I am still trying to cope with it all.





Tadpoles at La Casa de los Limones.











This is one of the main highways of Uruguay and it is lined with sycamore trees. People still use horse drawn carriages to get around on this street. It's like going back in time. I felt very Jane Austen-like on this road.









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