Thanksgiving

So the American holiday of Thanksgiving has just passed and my search for turkey did not end unsuccessful. In Uruguay and Argentina, they eat meat, meat and more meat, but Turkey (pavo) is not generally one of them and it is not so easy to find. During the day we were in a small fishing/surfing village on the Uruguian Atlantic coast called Punta Del Diablo. We spent three great days relaxing in our little beach cabana (that cost us about 30 US a night) and it was the last place on our whole trip I expected to find the elusive bird. But not too long ago an American (also named Brian) decided to move there and open up a hostel and restaurant. Sympathetic to the craving for Turkey, stuffing and mashed potatoes at the end of Novemeber, Brian had that as the daily special. He did have some trouble aquiring the turkey and we had to wait until 11pm to have dinner but we got it. Punta del Diablo officially only has about 1000 (surges during the summer) people, but I think it is growing fast and will be a very different place in ten years, but for now it is a little (relativly) untouched paradise. Tomorrow we take a boat across the Rio del Plata back to Buenos Aires where we spend two more days before flying back to Belgium. Can´t believe we have been here a month already. When we are there we will have more time and the facilities to put more pictures.