“Airplane travel is nature’s way of making you look like your passport photo.”- Al Gore
(Carrasco International Airport, Montevideo)
Since there is no direct flight between the two cities, one is to transfer in Sao Paolo, Brazil.
Accounting for airport transfer and wait time, the whole trip lasted 16 hours. Adding two hours of time difference makes it even looks longer. I left home at 1:00 PM on Thursday, I reached my hotel at 9:30 AM on Friday. Door to door: 19 hours of travel time.
Latam Airline, the Brazilian brand, offers the best deal. However, the aircraft, an Airbus 350, suffers from an elementary lack of space. Very little legroom. Narrow aisle, not large enough for a regular carry-on roller. It accommodates 318 passengers, of whom 300 in coach. Elbow range of motion is limited. Service is punctual, bilingual, and competent.
I reached Montevideo feeling as flat and compressed as a marinated tasso. Immigration checkout and customs clearance were the fastest and most sophisticated I have ever had. Carrasco Airport, relatively new, is elegant and modern. From the outside, it looks like a flying saucer.
The temperature in Montevideo is the high 70s*F. The highways are clear. The streets are neat and spacious. Green is everywhere. Monuments, parks, and squares are many.
The Hyatt on La Rambla, with a 4.5-star rating, located right on the Rio de la Plata river, offers 175 rooms. The executive suite is impressive in size and artistically well decorated. The hotel amenities are multiple, the staff is gracious and proficient.
It takes a good hour to tour the hotel and its vicinity. After lunch, came time for a resting nap. When I woke up, I found out it was too late to book for dinner, on Valentine’s Day… I opted for room service and watched carnaval activities on television.
Montevideo is full of promises for a restful weekend escapade.
(O. Robert Jeanlouie, Friday, February 14, 2020)