Graham, Sue and I parted company the next morning and I continued flat out towards Buenos Aires. I passed into Uraguay via . This town straddles the border and the immigration and customs were located in non descript offices on opposite sides of the city. It could have gone horribly wrong but it went very well. Stayed in Tacuarembo and crossed back into Argentina the next day. Headed back onto the infamous Ruta 14 and police that target tourists . I followed speed limits etc to the letter.

Bit of a sad day since this was the last proper riding day of the trip :-((