In March I stayed another 12 days on Witblits, moved 100 m to La Rinconada Campo and then finally sold my trusty pal Bumble Bee after more than 5 good years and 60,000km together. After the sale of my bike I posted up in a hotel for a week in Montevideo in order to plan my next move.
|Goodbye Bumble Bee|
Selling My Bike Side Story: I waited and waited to know the fate of my motorcycle. Meaning where would the seller come from? I posted ads in Uruguay, Argentina, Paraguay and with motorcycle people in Brasil and Paraguay as well as using Horizonsunlimited.com and ADVrider.com trying to sell to a traveller. I actually sold the bike three times in March, the 3rd time working out to be final.
A Uruguayan 20 km from Punta del Diablo where I lived for 3 months now 600km from where I was at the moment. The sale fell through as the Uruguayan with a US passport wasn't sure he could own the bike legally.
A UK kid who was flying in to Buenos Aires at the beginning of April agreed a price and I offered to help him do all he needed. The sale fell through as the kid decided to fly to Santiago and buy a bike there. It didn't help that I lost internet for the 24 hours between the agreement of the sale and the kid changing his plan.
A German living in Uruguay on a farm 50 km East of Montevideo. I was just about to pull my ad for the motorbike in Uruguay and make my way to Paraguay to sell the bike for much less money when Felix sent me a message "Still got the bike...I will drive to Paysandu and put the moto in the back of my truck tonight" WTF! Sounded to good to be true so I told him I wanted more information about him as a person and took the evening to think about it. The next day I would be on the road for the last time with Bumble Bee.
1/3 of the month continued in with Boat Life
|Fishing for the cat's food.|
|"Hey, a fish is a fish man!"|
|Mr. Preying Mantas. Such an interesting creature exclamated|
by the calm turn of it's head to look at you. Weird.
|The labourer gaining responsibilities|
Pieter dared me to float under the Catamaran with him. In Piranha infested waters!
|"Damn Piete this is high up!"|
|What a look! Fabian always|
having a good time.
Beach BBQ or "Braai" in Afrikaans one of the main languages of South Africa that is basically Dutch. I didn't know that English is a major language there too.
|Wild bug life|
LOOK AT THAT THING!
|"We should do this more often" Pieter|
|"Looks good, but all that fat being|
lost, terrible" Geraldine
|Too much HEAT inside the cat|
|Ripping back to the boat before the Hour of Mosquito|
Although Pieter kept saying "Stay" when a sale would fall through I eventually moved on to shore at Gaby and Baron's next to the boat. And my place's name plate "Escritorio" meaning "Writers Room"
Moved to La Rinconada, my new digs, for not a few days, but 12 days as I waited to see which direction I would go to sell my motorbike. Paysandu was a much of a middle point as I could have been between Paraguay, Brazil and Argentina.
|Writing Room / Apartment|
|A little pool when needed|
|Sitting on the owner of the bike shop I was buying oil at|
|Fernando on his 250 cc. |
It looks so much bigger than that.
|Fernando used to race 125cc in Uruguay|
|Using internet at the friendly Ancap|
|A few good lunches at Tres Pinos|
18% discount if you use your credit
card and you're a foreigner!?!
IN ALL OF URUGUAY!
|Paysandu a city of 75,000, the 3rd largest in Uruguay.|
|Some horses hanging in town|
|More horses, where all the people at?|
|Workers checking out the bike|
Time to go. My last morning after over a month hanging around Paysandu. I never thought I would say that. An unexpected pleasant surprise. Small town living is just better isn't it?
|Finally throwing out my camo shorts|
They served me well for 5 years.
Last ride with Bumble Bee.
Paysandu to 50 km East of the capital, Montevideo (450 km). Lots of selfies while riding on this day. Unfortunately I forgot to take the "80,000km" mark on the speedometer which I past early in the day. One of the few days in my 5 years travelling with Bumble where I wasn't rushing from A to get to Point B.
|Leaving La Rinconada|
|Like seeing a Hurst, but for Bumble|
|Looking good at San Jose ANCAP|
|Leaving San Jose|
|Local scooters always make me feel|
overdressed when in my riding gear
|Rough house at Santa Lucia|
|Highway 8, getting close now|
|Turning to Hwy 80, minutes to go|
Last moments with Bumble Bee before arriving at the buyer's farm. Check out the Video.
|Just the two of us|
|Highway 80 for 1 km.|
|Until the next life|
|Entering the compound. Lots of Dogs|
|Felix, girlfriend and son. |
|If a dog pees on you, make sure you|
pee back! Chau amigo
Days Inn across from the bus terminal. It is what it is.
|When you don't have you horse|
It's a lot of stuff!
The next day I moved to Hotel Claridge, better than a Days Inn. My classic steak analogy is perfect here. At a restaurant the difference between a $30 steak and a $6 steak better be huge! The $30 has to be perfect whereas the $6 just has to be and likely will surprise you much more anyway.
One week here to finish the month as I planned my next month. Buenos Aires or More Uruguay?
|Not bad at all, lots of space.|
|Staying right in the heart of the city|
|Nice park off 18 de Julio the main road in MVD|
|Lunch specials much more than|
small town Paysandu. Double!
|Even got a balcony to enjoy the busy MVD lifestyle|
|Cutting cost at a take away.|
Nice salad for $4.
|This guy was smooth with the|
|Nice empanada place|
|What a scary looking parkade|
|Nancy and Monica took care of me at Claridge Hotel.|
|I made the paper in Paysandu on my first night Feb 21.|
The article came out in March though.
|Flag of Corsica|
|I love these trees|
|Gaby and I in front of the Acreage after a quick ride|