Took the 3 hour ferry across Rio de la Plata to Uruguay for a few days. Bused it to Montevideo. Nice city with an old port area, some lovely plazas and lots of nice beaches. We were there for Ray`s 61st birthday. Unfortunately he had the scare of his life (a great present). To explain: we had gone to the 24th floor for a panoramic view of Montevidio, which by the way was a fabulous 360 degree view. As we stepped into the lift to go up and it became obvious by the 2nd floor that the glass lift was on the outside of the building. Bad enough for a person with a fear of heights. But, to make matters worse, on the trip down, the lift stopped at the 22nd floor. We rang the emergency bell but no answer. After about 5-10 minutes of shear hell waiting, continual ringing of the emergency buzzer and no answer, we decided that the red stop button had to be flicked. Making that decision was a nightmare (would we start free falling?). Fortunately the lift continued on it`s way and we got off at the bottom with absolutely no one aware of our dilemma. We thought at the very least there would be emergency paramedics and police emergency abseilers at the ready. The lift didn`t even have an emergency phone in it.
Happy Birthday Ray. Where are the baños?
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