Day 8 - Things go better with cola

Punta del Este

In the morning we took a taxi to the the next small town, called La Barra, which is essentially a quieter and more laid back beach town. There wasn't much to be seen there and as we had arrived a little early on a Sunday morning, after checking out the beach we hopped on a local bus back to PdE. 

She had no idea she was going to be the butt of this joke

K decided to sit on the beach and read a book while eating corn on the cob and getting a little sunburnt, Some of the beach outfits were revealing in strange (and not necessarily good) ways - it appears there is a fashion called "cola-less", and as cola means bum, it means g-string bikinis regardless of size or age. M explored a bit more of town, including the lighthouse which we missed on our walk yesterday, and some sea lions by the port, sleeping and completely oblivious of the people watching and taking photos. 

It was another beautiful evening, so we sat at a restaurant near the port and shared a jug of claricot (white wine sangria), while watching another sun set somewhere in the direction of home.