25 km of Rambla

Day 10: Short and sweet

We woke up and worked. Then The Alpha and I went for a run along the Rambla.

The Alpha checked out the Punta Carretas shopping mall. The highlight was a store called TITS, which reminded her of The Beta. I did a full 10 km run.

Chivitos on the beach

After our tour the day before, we'd noticed a BUMPIN' place on the beach called Chez Piñeiro. So that was dinner: chivitos and wine on the beach.

Then some exercises at the nearby public outdoor gym (they seem to be everywhere in Uruguay). I showed off my jumping pull-ups. The Alpha did a flip on a bar.

Not satisfied with the chivitos, we stopped at Fundamento for pesto and truffle mushroom pizza.

We ended the night watching Conan O'Brien Must Go to scope out Buenos Aires, which was next on the list.

Day 11: The whole Rambla

It was the Canadian National Day for Truth and Reconciliation, so The Alpha had the day off. She convinced The Beta and me to peace out early, rent bikes, and ride the full 25 km stretch of the Rambla we'd heard so much about.

We biked about 20 km before The Beta peeled off to grab a coffee and wait for us.

The Alpha and I kept going, past the edge of the Montevideo department, where the Rambla turns into a bike path. We'd have loved to explore further, but we had to turn back for lunch and The Beta.

The headwinds were brutal on the way back. We huffed it.

Lunch at García

Lunch with The Beta at García: tannat (a Uruguayan specialty), grilled provolone, chorizo, lamb chops, and a 500g baby beef, with a nice hearts-of-palm salad alongside all that protein.

We rode back along the Rambla, stopping briefly for pictures, and returned the bikes.

The leftover pasta

Hunger struck again that night. The PedidosYa delivery app wouldn't take a foreign credit card.

So The Alpha and I cobbled together a dish from puttanesca leftovers: sautéed spinach, garlic, cheese and pasta, with a touch of sauce from some canned squid.

It tasted exactly how you'd expect. But it did the trick.

Day 12: Medialunas and a nightcap

A late start, no complaints. The Alpha picked up fresh croissants from Medialunas Calentitas, went for a run, then took meetings all afternoon. The Beta and I went straight to work.

After work: a round of craft beers at a brewpub called Matute. Pretty good. Then empanadas and a roast chicken to go from El Viejo Spiedo. The chicken was dry but well spiced. The empanadas had nice flavors. Lots of leftovers.

The Alpha made The Beta promise to head out again for a nightcap. (If he hadn't, he'd have been sacked.) I came too. We met two nice Uruguayan guys, talked about our home countries, traded Instagrams, and called it a night.