Whilst still awaiting the arrival of Arthur we decided to fill a day by catching a bus, or three as it turned out, to a fort with great views, on a small hill, on the other side of Montevideo. The number 104 got us into the city. We had trouble finding the stop for the next bus but a very helpful bus conductor showed us the way. The 125 took us to a bus station in a suburb of the city. I then asked a bus inspector the way to the hill. But before I finished asking...

As Arthur continues his unscheduled tour of Africa and Brazil we set out to fill our time in Montevideo. The Río de la Plata or River Plate is romantically described as a tapering intrusion of the Atlantic Ocean on the east coast of South America between Uruguay and Argentina. But is it a river ? At its mouth it is some 132 miles wide. Some geographers regard it as a gulf or a marginal sea, and others consider it to be a river or an estuary. But whatever yo...

I was excited by the thought of the ferry across the Platte. I had visions of Titanic poses on the bow but this was all thwarted as the boat was totally sealed with no access outside. We landed at the town of Colonia some 2 hours drive from Montevideo and finally arrived at the bus terminal at 4. The weather was sunny (that soon changed) but the wind has an icy chill to it. Our apartment was booked through Airbnb and the owner lives on ground floor and gave us an...

After 19 hours and two flights we landed in Buenos Aires. The flight from Sao Paolo was rather bumpy well actually very bumpy as far as I was concerned; when did airlines stop putting sick bags in seat pockets? Surprisingly we got through immigration control and customs with no problems. An hour after arriving at our apartment Peter realised he had left his jacket with our phones in the taxi; opps so back we went to the airport. Amazingly we did get them back, bu...