As windsurfing was high on my list to do, I went windsurfing this morning. Becky was going to go shopping, but played the role of photographer and befriended some of the folks on the beach. For my part, sometimes the windsurfing was great, and sometimes I got frustrated because I thought I was doing everything right, but the darn thing didn't go. I'd like to come back and take lessons.
We returned the car, then went back to the port where we had seen some restaurants near Punta 33 that we thought looked good for lunch. We tried some pizzas at a small pizzaria, Becky said it was possibly the best cheese-less pizza she'd ever had. Our waitress was an 11-year-old girl, Lucia, who did a great job, enthusiastically explaining the menu and chatting with us. Her mother, Monica, is the owner of the restaurant, and we had a nice time there.
Got on the 6:15 bus at 6:12 to head back to Montevideo.
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