mozzies, siestas, and the best ice cream in the world

Ooh, ooh, what´s going on?   Got keyboard withdrawels, AND, this keyboard doesn´t work so lekker.  The A key and the S key are on summer vacation and may be back later.  So I hope you like reading with minimal vowels!
Since telling you about my neandethal behaviour on the banks of the Rio del Plato it´s been a mixed bag of a time, here in Uruguay.  Excitedly we set sail for a new country only to be SOOOOO disappointed when we arrived.  Some random guy, on some random travel site, waxed on lyrically about how special and quiant Montevideo is, but from what I experienced, it was like a really big Woodstock...before they started making it look a little less  like a slum.  Yuck!  The busses continue to give me a special feeling, so I´ll always wax on about them....I´ve decided that the bus I´m going to buy will be red!
We bussed to The Green Hostel.  3 sandal wearing, tree hugging men decided to open a hostel.  They eat whole wheat bread and keep all their batteries in a plastic bottle, don´t like smoking and frown upon the use of plastic packets.  All I can say is: Could some women please help these guys with decor.  There´s only so much you can do with white paint and a black felt tip pen.  Really guys.  It was like sleeping in someones garage, with a big window.  Cold concrete, no plaster, and lots of white paint.  We walked around a bit, got lost 3 times, got saved 3 times by random English speaking strangers and eventually got ´home´ to sleep and then we set off to the sea side villiage of Piriapolis.
All I can say is ´bring it´!!!!  This place is special!  Quiet sea side town, km´s of white beaches, lots of sea food, and cheap wine.  Let´s stay for 3 nights!! I think we will...

So I¨ve still got the taste of calamari and wine in my mouth as I type, a memory card full of sun set pics and a bit of sadness in my heart because we leave here in the morning.  Ahead lies a 4 hour journey across the sea, back to Argentina, and then an overnight bus trek to the most northern part of Argenitina clled Puerto Iguazu.  1 of the natural wonders of South America.  Waterfalls upon waterfalls.  Better be good or someones getting a wedgie!!
Time is running out on this trip, but taking great solace from the fact that most of you are going to work in a few hours and I´m going to bed and then I´m going to do alot of other cool stuff and you´re behind your desk, and we´re not and that´s all very groovy!

So, compared to last week, the past few days have been very calm and much needed.  I got stres in the big city.  I could have head butted a kindegarden kid or 2, I was so highly strung.  I wasn´t made for 6 lane highway, cowboy, craziness!!  I slept on the beach this afternoon...and yesterday afternoon.  I´ve even changed colour a bit, and Laura has gone a bit red (she´s thrilled!!!).  I´ve made a huge fire, and we´ve eaten the best ice cream on earth, and seen the most amazing sun sets, AND, we´ve been eaten by mosquitos.  Sprayed all over with ´peacefull sleep´, burned a gross green mozzie coil and plugged in a mozzie pad AND still the buggers got us.  These okes are hard core.  Don´t want dengue fever.  You get the runs and forget your name!!

I´ve never walked as much as we´ve walked the last 9 days...IN MY LIFE.  Add a 20 KG pack on your back.....exactly!  I can do 2 push ups with my fully loaded back pack on my back...cool hey??!!  I might enter iron man.  Laura´s pack is smaller so she can´t brag or anything.  I´m the guy so I get to whine about how heavy my pack is...she´s got to prep for labour and stuff like that, so this is toughening her up.  It´s like a favour, of sorts!!

I´m thinking about when I´m back home and we have to wake up the time we´re usually going to bed here.  mmm

Time for bed.  Will be in touch again.  Hopefully we won´t set anything on fire, or head butt sonmeones kid.

Enjoy work...hee hee

Brad (Laura´s doing her hair....go figure!!!)