After five or so nights in BA, we struck out for Uruguay. I guess I thought Uruguay would be fairly provincial, lower income and less appointed. All wrong. It's totally posh and infallibly gorgeous.
We flew to Montevideo, and rented a car, driving about 200 KM to Jose Ignacio, which is kind of like Montauk meets Nantucket. With Guachos.
Strong hire for those considering a junket to SA.
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| The junior airport in BA, Manu is ubiquitous |
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| Montevideo from 1000 feet |
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| My favorite new airport |
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| Approaching our quarters in Laguna Garcon, the place appears African |
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| Gold fields |
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| HQ |
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| Los Huelos, the only joint bumping in Jose Ignacio |
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| Lighthouse, Jose Ignacio |
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| I imagine this is what Iceland looks like, on its sunny day |
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| Not for hire |
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| Punta Del Este |
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| Liquid Lunch |
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| Ferry warnings, en route to the nature preserve |
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| Fishing for pickerel with Captain Beto |
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| Beto thought I was nuts |
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| The other overnight option, a floating lodge |
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| Proper sea crafts |
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| Hotel horses |
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| Our go-to eatery |
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| Our hosts |
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| Back to BA for one more turn |
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