Back in town we walked around, checked out some shops, and took in the low key pace of life. The park was full of people this beautiful Sunday afternoon, and we sat there for a long time just relaxing and watching the locals drinking Yerba Mate: gourds in one hand and thermos in the other.

Late in the afternoon we searched for a place to have dinner, and went to a restaurant we had spied earlier at the end of the main street overlooking the bay.  The La Luna restaurant is a small yellow building with warm colors, paintings, and a wood burning fireplace. After a long day of biking and walking we sat down, and I smiled and knew it would be a great way to end the day.

We enjoyed a carafe of red wine, and soon had some well done steaks, salads, and potatoes to fill us up. The best way to end the day would be to enjoy the evening drinking wine and feeling the cool evening breezes wash over the town, but no matter how well you prepare, in traveling things come up you just don’t realize. In this case I miscalculated the time change between the two countries, and when Caleb and I finally figured it out we realized we only had 10 minutes to get back to the boat before departure, (not 1 hour and 10 minutes!)

The owner was more than accommodating and wrapped up our food, we paid, and generously tipped him. A taxi was nearby and sped us back to the Buquebus terminal. Adding to the sudden stress of being rushed, I lost an Argentine immigration form I should have had, and apparently to remedy this we each had to come up with 40 Pesos ($15 US).

Back in the boat surrounded by the night sky we ate our steaks and now soggy potatoes. Who knows where we might have stayed if we missed the boat? I hope to return, and with my Spanish becoming better every day, I can properly thank the owner for his wonderful hospitality, and apologize for having to skip out in such a hurry. If you travel to Colonia be sure to visit La Luna,  the little yellow restaurant at the end of the road.

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