The cape I refer to is that involving a piece of land that juts into the sea. How far it has to be I do not know. Nor do I know what kind of height its rocks need to reach up for it to be called a Cape. I am no geographer, nor pirate. Although I do know that there are enough of them that it was quite common for a Cape to do some serious damage on a vessel. And for this very reason, such inconvenient protuberances known as capes became tourist destinations, because they necesitate the use of lighthouses.
Everyone loves lighthouses, even though they can be quite similar. Nevertheless, they are impressive, and are distinguished by the country they shine upon.
Thus, it was necessary to visit Cabo Polonio in Uruguay. A tiny little cape off the Atlantic Coast, just a ways away from Punta del Este, the beach resort getaway for Brazilians and Argentinians alike. What makes Cabo Polonio intriguing and a sight to see is its rustic, untouched quality. One can only traverse reach cape via sand dunes aboard 4x4 trucks. Once in, one finds a tiny town with 200 inhabitants, a town which just recently gained access to electricity. To top it off, there is a colony of sea lions with the largest population in South America which beach out on the rocks. Oh, and there is a lighthouse.
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