Leaving On A Jet Plane
As all good stories, also this story must come to an end… Today was the day we packed up all our stuff and headed for our first plane connection from Montevideo to Buenos Aires. We spent the morning in the sunshine of Montevideo’s ‘Ciudad Vieja’. It was a beautiful Sunday morning with people walking and jogging on the boardwalk. Around noon we looked for the bus that would take us back to Carrasco and our bags. After 10 minutes we figured out the bus system and then waited at the correct bus stop. The bus picked us up and an hour later we picked up our bags and headed to the airport/space ship.
We arrived at the brand new Montevideo airport much too early – but the air conditioning was a nice bonus. We spent our last Uruguayan pesos on McDonald’s (we didn’t have enough pesos left for the fancy airport restaurant). Our bags (slightly overweight but that was okay) were checked in and rolled down the belt into the belly of the airport beast.
Flying from Montevideo to Buenos Aires is like flying from Amsterdam to Brussels… it’s not always the quickest way. In our case however, it was a good idea because it would get us to the (right) airport in Buenos Aires. After sitting around at the gate for a bit more we boarded the plane from Aerolineas Argentinas and off we went into the night. The flight itself was quite bumpy, but we made it to the other side of the Rio de la Plata in about 40 minutes.
As our flight to Frankfurt and Brussels is only tomorrow, we checked into a hotel near the airport. We made a mistake by not booking a taxi in advance, so when we went to the taxi counter we did not know that they would hook us up with an idiot. He drove much too fast, missed two speed bumps, drove in the wrong direction, picked up his phone whilst driving to send a text,… all the stuff you don’t want from a taxi ride. The hotel was located in the back of a shopping mall and it did not take long before we crashed on the bed.
Tomorrow we have to be in the airport around noon, so hopefully we have a relaxed morning. Although we are extremely happy to be going back home, we are also a bit sad that our adventure is slowly coming to an end…
All my bags are packed I’m ready to goI’m standin’ here outside your doorI hate to wake you up to say goodbyeBut the dawn is breakin’ it’s early mornThe taxi’s waitin’ he’s blowin’ his hornAlready I’m so lonesome I could die