Finally at the sea Punta del Este Uruguay

From Blumenau, where I also met a young German speaker at the bus station ticket center who was delighted to be able to speak German, I took the bus for about 12 hours to Porto Alegre and after 14 hours of hanging out, I continued with the bus for 11 hours to Punta del Este.

About Porto Alegre, I'll just say this, since I don't want to say anything bad, good for changing buses. Hot, stuffy, loud.

At night at the border, I was the only one allowed to leave the bus because I'm obviously not legally in Brazil. I already suspected something like that because in Iguaçu my passport wasn't stamped on the second re-entry. Oh well, shrugged my shoulders and put on my bedroom look (it was also in the middle of the night) and dug out the fortunately still existing entry document, and with that the official could live with the hint not to re-enter again. I won't be coming back for now.

Now it's half past 7 in the morning in Punta del Este and I jumped straight into the sea - wuah AWESOME, rinsed off all the sticky snuff from the last few days - finally at the sea finally swimming after over 11,000 km! The water has only slightly higher temperature than the Baltic Sea, but it doesn't matter. Otherwise, this is a pretty fancy and therefore expensive bathing resort with a casino, etc., but still relatively quiet and very beautiful houses, a bit like Binz but on a global scale. This is where you can see who is who or at least who thinks they are.

Every now and then, a sea fog blows through the city from the coast, and then you can taste the salt in the air.

Although I would have liked to stay in Cabo Polonio or Punta del Diablo where the most beautiful and quietest beaches are, a) time is running out with the bus, etc., and b) there is no possibility to book a rental car, all sold out.