Hidden Gems

The Chillest, Laid Back City in South America Is Not Where You'd Expect

It's all weed, beaches, and basic human rights here.

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If it seems like everyone you know just got back from Lisbon and you’re looking for an enchantingly frozen-in-time port town where the cafes aren’t abuzz with complaints about Manhattan rents, we’ve got one word for you: Montevideo.

The capital of Uruguay was one of Anthony Bourdain’s favorite destinations, yet few Americans are familiar with its selling points: block after block of faded Belle Epoque grandeur and Art Deco charm, beaches you can practically roll out of bed onto, a laid-back vibe that existed even before the weed became legal, super affordable steakhouses and tango bars to match its more-hyped neighbor Buenos Aires. And-seriously-a near total lack of tourists. Even during its month-long carnival season.

Uruguayans like to joke that everything arrives here 30 years late, but the locals are a modest and unpretentious bunch. What they’ll tell you only after a few glasses of delicious house Tannat wine is that their country scores well above the US on The Economist’s annual Democracy Index; has long led Latin America in ensuring gender, sexuality, and labor rights; and, yes, was the first country in the world to fully legalize cannabis (only for residents, alas, although there’s talk of passing the faso to Yanquis soon).

Italian and Spanish immigrants flocked to the progressive country in the 19th century, which is why you’ll find classic pizzerias like Bar Tasende and Bar Las Flores. The 1970s and ’80s were a little rocky, but things are looking up again. A prison that once held political enemies is now the gleaming Punta Carretas Shopping mall (one of the few places where international chains like H&M and Zara have encroached), and one of the leftists jailed there, José Mujica, went on to become the country’s beloved VW Bug-driving president, known affectionately as “Pepe.”

Now the city’s budding hipster district-Cordon “Soho,” as it’s cheekily called-plays host to the trendy food stalls of Mercado Ferrando, the artsy Escaramuza bookstore-cafe, the elegant jazz bar El Mingus, and funky gaucho hats sold at the century-old Tristán Narvaja flea market. You’ll find all this without the overly gentrified, “for export” feel of its Buenos Aires counterpart, Palermo Soho. One piece of graffiti says it all: “Pepe gave us artisanal beer bars!”

Here’s where to find those artisanal beers, grilled meats, best beaches, and take-it-easy vibes in Montevideo.

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Ramble on the rambla

Montevideo is a famously secular town, but it does have one religion: chilling. People here are so devoted to keeping it tranqui that there’s a Rolling Stones cover band called Los Folding Chairs. On a given day, you’ll find most of those beach chairs parked over at la rambla, the nearly 14-mile promenade along the Rio de la Plata, the ocean-like river separating Uruguay and Argentina. (Should things get too chill, Buenos Aires is just a few hours away by ferry.)

As the sun sets, locals flock to their favorite grassy knoll or sandy beach along the riverwalk to partake in the national drug of choice: yerba mate. Give it a couple days and you’ll also be walking around with a thermos tucked under their armpit and a calabash gourd full of ground tea leaves in hand.

In the meantime, enjoy a beer and some killer river views at Artico-a sleek, modernist parador offering sushi and fried seafood-or at Noa Noa, a 1940s fishing club turned riverbank restaurant specializing in grilled fish. For sportier types, the waterfront also offers a skate park, beach volleyball nets, bicycle and jogging paths, and-obvio, obvio-soccer fields.

The rambla really turns up at the end of summer, during carnival season. From roughly late January through early March, the Teatro de Verano amphitheater hosts a nightly array of revues in which flamboyantly festooned singers and dancers stick it to The Man. Do not miss the Llamadas parade, when traditional candombe musicians take over Isla de Flores street and get everyone’s butts wiggling into the wee hours. During the off-season on Sundays, you can hear their furious drumming in the former Afro-Uruguayan neighborhood of Barrio Sur.

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Choose between beaches by the river or by the ocean….

Sure, all of Montevideo’s beaches face the sometimes murky Río de la Plata rather than the ocean. But put some beer goggles on at the tiny alfresco bar on Playa Pocitos and it’ll begin to look like the poor man’s Pacific. At Playa Malvin, there’s beach volleyball and kitesurfing. And Playa Martinez offers a touch of Coney Island, thanks to the mini amusement park across the street in lovely Parque Rodó.

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…or by the Ocean

But if you believe a beach without waves is like steak without chimichurri sauce, you’ll want to do as the Argentinians do every summer and head to the Uruguayan resort town of Punta del Este, a couple of hours outside the city. When Punta starts to feel a little too much like J. G. Ballard’s High-Rise, drift further west along the Atlantic coast to the quieter beach town of Jose Ignacio.

Though it’s known as the Hamptons of Uruguay (bet you didn’t expect to blow $9 on a coffee in South America), you can still find affordable Airbnbs in converted shipping containers, and the beach bars known as chiringuitos serve cheap and potent caipirinhas. Reserve a spot at James Turrell’s Ta Khut skyspace-one of the Kanye-approved light artist’s trippy skywatching chambers-for a deeply unforgettable sunset. And if you want to get footloose and clothing-free, Playa Chihuahua is Uruguay’s only fully nude beach. Ay Chihuahua, indeed.

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Order fiery, smokey meats

Un aplauso para el asador (“Applause for the grill master”) is as close as Uruguay comes to “In God We Trust.” To see multiple sausage slingers at work under one very impressive 1860s steel-beam roof, stroll around the Mercado del Puerto, and then saddle up to the bar at local favorite Cabaña Veronica to watch the flank steaks and sweetbreads sizzle over firewood embers.

After a day of exploring the quiet Prado neighborhood’s public park, Japanese gardens and charming Blanes art museum, grab a picnic table in the courtyard of century-old Los Yuyos tavern to sample an array of home-infused cane liquors. Order the morcilla dulce and decide whether you love or hate blood sausage sweetened by nuts and raisins.

At this point we are contractually obligated to mention chivito, Uruguay’s meatpile of a national sandwich. The most celebrated-and messiest-version can be found at half-a-century-old Bar Arocena, in the well-heeled Carrasco neighborhood.

Sometimes Sunday Café Montevideo
Sometimes Sunday Café Montevideo
Sometimes Sunday Café Montevideo

But why stick to just the classics when innovative blends are happening all over the city? So many people flock to De Morondanga tapas bar for ridiculously fresh siri crab, caught off of the coast of Rocha, that it opened a twin location across the street. Buzzy brunch spot Sometimes Sunday serves up succulent pulled pork sandwiches to those suffering from milanesa fatigue.

Montevideo Wine Experience isn’t just the place to sample Uruguay’s undersung reds and whites-it’s also where you can score a well-crafted Manhattan or martini in a town slavishly devoted to negronis and gin tonics. Ask nicely and Es Mercat, the Catalan spot across the street, might just walk their fantastic chipirones (grilled baby squid) over to your sidewalk wine barrel. Montevideo is just that kind of place.

Soro Montevideo, Curio Collection by Hilton
Soro Montevideo, Curio Collection by Hilton
Soro Montevideo, Curio Collection by Hilton

Sleep by the beach or in a haunted landmark

Montevideo still doesn’t have much in the way of boutique hotels, but Hilton’s recently opened SORO is nicely located steps from Pocitos beach, right on the border of tonier high-rise neighborhoods Pocitos and Punta Carretas.

If you’re looking for a less conventional stay, you’ll find it towering over the main square, Plaza Independencia. Though the Palacio Salvo and its twin brother in Buenos Aires, the Dante-themed Palacio Barolo, are no longer the tallest buildings in Latin America, they’re still among the most iconic, and scoring an Airbnb at the Salvo will win you major boho cred.

Plus, it’s a stone’s throw from the cultural amenities of the historic Ciudad Vieja neighborhood. Those include the 1850s Teatro Solis, a lavishly restored landmark hosting opera, theater, and musical performances; the Cinemateca Uruguaya, a discerning art cinema with an in-house bookshop and cafe; Puro Verso, a Belle Epoque bookstore and vegan-friendly cafe on the Sarandi pedestrian walk; and Baar Fun Fun, a tango bar where the great Carlos Gardel is said to have tossed back shots of the house uvita wine liquor.

A word of warning: Some think the Salvo is haunted by one of the brothers who built it, but he’s said to be helpful and friendly. In this town, even the ghosts are chill.Want more Thrillist? Follow us on Instagram, Twitter, Pinterest, YouTube, TikTok, and Snapchat.

Daniel Maurer is a contributor for Thrillist.

Hidden Gems

Get Refreshed on This Tranquil Florida Island

Come for the beaches, stay for the shrimp festivals and pirates.

The Ritz-Carlton, Amelia Island
The Ritz-Carlton, Amelia Island
The Ritz-Carlton, Amelia Island

Between Key West, Everglades National Park, Miami, and an adorable rodent named Mickey Mouse, Florida reigns as the quintessential summertime vacation destination. But amidst all the well-trod destinations, one comparatively quiet island on the state’s northernmost coast is an oceanic sleeper hit with all the “fun in the sun,” minus the hordes. In fact, Amelia Island is so far north-about 45 minutes north of Jacksonville-that it’s practically Georgia, with native flora that looks more Savannah than South Beach and with historic lore and nautical noshes to match.

Part of the same string of barrier islands that hug Georgia’s coast, Amelia Island is the first of that chain to cross the state line. Considering its geographic proximity, it’s no wonder that the 13-mile-long island is draped in Spanish moss and is refreshingly cooler than the rest of the sweltering state. It’s a place of Native American stories and swashbuckling history, of tortoises and gingerbread pirate ships, and of shrimp festivals and CBD-infused spa treatments. Amelia was populated for centuries by the Timucua people before Spanish explorers, pirates, and Civil War fortresses came barging in, and long before the island’s Fernandina Beach became a bastion of brick-lined sidewalks, Victorian buildings, fudge shops, and saloons.

Unlike the palm tree-lined calamity of South Beach, the swarming theme parks of central Florida, the burnt rubber of Daytona Beach, or even the surprising New Orleans-y vibes of Pensacola, the serenity of Amelia Island, woven with trout-filled waterways and lined with luxury hotels, feels like a slice of Floridian life all its own.

The Ritz-Carlton, Amelia Island
The Ritz-Carlton, Amelia Island
The Ritz-Carlton, Amelia Island

Where to stay on Amelia Island

Rising like a castle on the sandy shores, The Ritz-Carlton, Amelia Island is the queen of the island. And like any regal queen, the property celebrated its 30th anniversary in 2021 in style, with a thorough glow up. The crown jewel of Amelia Island glistens even more brightly these days, with refreshed balcony-equipped rooms, design touches and tones inspired by the surrounding natural landscape, and enough high-quality restaurants to cater a jubilee.

Steps from the beach, the property is the ultimate oceanfront oasis, equipped with Floridian essentials like an 18-hole golf course, a fully loaded spa with CBD-infused massages and their signature zero-gravity touch therapy in hand-woven hammocks, and heated pools with chic, shaded cabanas. Guests can embark on the resort naturalist program, taking a leisurely walking tour around the property to learn about the flora and fauna, including the rare chance to see both sand-digging gopher tortoises and marsh rabbits on the same dune, surely contemplating a footrace. With a big concentration on the culinary (more on that later), the hotel offers monthly “chef’s theater” cooking demonstrations, as well as “Hook, Line & Cruise” outings, where guests embark on fishing excursions, culminating with ceviche prepared by a chef back on the dock.

For something a bit more intimate, Amelia Island boasts quaint inns like Elizabeth Point Lodge, a Nantucket-style cottage B&B right on the beach. Their smattering of suites and guest rooms are equipped with four-poster beds, balconies, and a charming front porch lined with rocking chairs. Closer to downtown Fernandina Beach, Williams House is a B&B that oozes romance and charm, with two-course breakfasts each morning and 10 rooms scattered across three carriage houses and Antebellum mansions.

Timoti's Seafood Shak
Timoti’s Seafood Shak
Timoti’s Seafood Shak

Binge on shrimp and blackened fish tacos

Say what you will about Florida, but the state has good seafood-some of the best in the country, in fact. Amelia Island in particular is the kind of nautical nirvana where chefs go fishing early in the morning and then serve their catch at lunch, or even fillet it on the marina dock right before your eyes.

On the casual end of the spectrum, Timoti’s Seafood Shack in downtown Fernandina Beach is the kind of place that slings Spongebob-worthy crab patty burgers, fried oyster baskets, hush puppies, and blackened mahi tacos-and hangs signage that reads “No shoes, no shirt, no shrimp!”

Nestled under a bridge at a marina, Down Under has become a dockside institution all its own. Formerly a fish camp that sold bait to fishermen before being turned into a seafaring restaurant in 1982, it’s become an iconic stopover. Anglers looking to drop anchor at the dock hunker down on the huge deck for creamy crab dip, peel-and-eat shrimp, and grouper Monterey, broiled under a layer of molten Monterey Jack cheese and caramelized onions.

Salt at The Ritz-Carlton, Amelia Island
Salt at The Ritz-Carlton, Amelia Island
Salt at The Ritz-Carlton, Amelia Island

On the higher end, seafood shines at the myriad restaurants at The Ritz-Carlton. Coast is the most locally inspired, offering an elevated take on Florida’s bounty. They source fish and seafood from local fishermen for dishes like shrimp Louie salads, garlic-buttery shrimp boules (basically a kind of shrimp chowder in a fresh bread bowl), and blackened flounder sandwiches, alongside pimento-filled arancini and fried green tomatoes slathered in gooey Burrata. Poolside Coquina takes a Latin approach, with bracingly fresh catch-of-the-day ceviche, spicy shrimp aguachile, and whole roasted fish wrapped in banana leaves and spritzed with lime.

Then there’s Salt, the ritziest of the restaurants at The Ritz, so named for its emphasis on infused sea salts. Expertly deployed by seasoned chef Okan Kizilbayir, the regal restaurant features ever-changing tasting menus inspired by both land and sea, served up in artful presentations with sauces poured table side and dainty scoops of ice cream gilded with edible gold. Whether a la carte or prix fixe, Kizilbayir’s menu changes constantly, from a squid ink paella with lobster soffrito to a schnitzel-looking blackened skate with a lustrous butternut escabeche broth. If you can snag a reservation, it’s all best enjoyed at the two-person chef’s table in a wine-filled room inside the kitchen.

For something more sugar than salt, hit up the aptly dubbed Fernandina’s Fantastic Fudge. This cute and kitschy sweet shop is still stirring fudge, pralines, caramels, and other treats the old fashioned way. They churn the goods with long wooden paddles, then fold and flip the cooled concoction with so much gumption that there are fudge stains on the ceiling.

The Palace Saloon
The Palace Saloon
The Palace Saloon

Drink with buccaneers and ghosts

Indoor-outdoor bars with live music are a popular pastime on the island, exemplified by local cornerstones like Green Turtle Tavern. The huge bar looks like a lowcountry cabin, or like a real life version of True Blood‘s Merlotte’s. But instead of vampires and bottled blood, it’s country bands and reggae musicians with a side of frozen strawberry margaritas.

Just around the corner, Palace Saloon peddles a different kind of kitsch-the type that involves boozy punch and ghost stories. Established in 1903, it’s one of the oldest continuously operating bars in Florida, even discreetly making sales through Prohibition. In its earliest heyday, this rustic watering hole was a veritable Cheers for thirsty ship captains. Nowadays, it’s a preserved-in-time relic outfitted with a dusty jukebox, mosaic-tile floors, and an ornate wood bar that looks like something out of Hill House-which makes sense, considering the saloon may or may not be haunted by the booze-loving ghost of a former bartender. The drink of choice? The deceptively boozy Pirate’s Punch, made with banana liqueur, triple sec, white rum, Amaretto, grenadine, orange juice, and pineapple juice.

Back at the encompassing Ritz-Carlton, The Lobby Bar, despite its modest name, wows with meticulous mixology. Their roster includes old fashioneds smoked in an elaborate glass box that looks like an A+ science project, alongside jaw-dropping sushi platters large enough to satiate a great white.

The Ritz-Carlton, Amelia Island
The Ritz-Carlton, Amelia Island
The Ritz-Carlton, Amelia Island

Lounge on beaches full of history

In addition to aforementioned ocean-to-table fishing excursions, Amelia Island is teeming with outdoor recreation for the naval historian, the paddle boarder, and everyone in between. Naturally, beach-going is a primary pastime here, with 13 miles of sandy shoreline and more than 40 public access points with free parking. (Pro tip: If you have a Florida license plate, you’re allowed to drive your vehicle right onto the beach in select areas, for optimal sunrise vibes.)

The island’s beaches are divvied into three main sections: the Main Beach, Central Amelia Island, and American Beach. The former is nicknamed the “family zone” for its beachfront restaurants, mini golf, volleyball courts, playgrounds, and picnic shelters. Whereas Central Amelia Island has more recreational options, like paddle board rentals, kayaking, and walking and biking trails through marshy Egans Creek Greenway. Then there’s American Beach, a parcel of shoreline set aside in 1935 by the Pension Bureau of the Afro-American Life Insurance Company to combat the state’s segregation laws. Over the years, it served as an oceanic getaway for famed sunbathers like Ray Charles and James Brown, and today it’s a stop on Florida’s Black Heritage Trail.

On the very northern tip of Amelia Island, Fort Clinch State Park is a mashup of nature and ironclad Civil War lore. Nestled along the St. Mary’s River that separates Florida from Georgia, and lined with rows of olden cannons, sits a brick fortress that was initially constructed in 1847 to defend the US against foreign invaders, a la the War of 1812. Following the start of the Civil War, the fort began under Confederate control until Union troops took over in 1862. Today, visitors can explore the fort’s various labyrinthine rooms or branch out and hike along oak-lined trails throughout the 1,400-acre park.

Amelia Island
Amelia Island
Amelia Island

Party like a pirate

As evidenced by the kitschy taverns, fudge-flinging candy shops, and the omnipresence of wooden pirate statues scattered throughout Fernandina Beach, Amelia Island isn’t shy about getting eccentric. Indeed, it’s prime territory for some of the quirkiest fetes in Florida, like the wildly popular Isle of Eight Flags Shrimp Festival. A celebration of one of the island’s most popular provisions (as seen on every restaurant menu in the vicinity), the festival is like Lollapalooza for shellfish. Celebrations are comprised of parades, art shows, artisan vendors, elaborately decorated shrimp boats, pirate-themed costume contests, and the Miss Shrimp Festival Pageant. Held annually in late-April and/or early-May, it’s not uncommon to see giant shrimp floats roving through downtown Fernandina Beach and dogs trotting by in shrimp costumes, past a sea of food vendors slinging all manner of shrimpy specialties.

Speaking of pirates, their swashbuckling lore inspires another seasonal pastime here on the island. The deep waters at Port Fernandina were once an easy retreat for pirate ships, and therefore used to be a haven for the likes of Blackbeard and Luis Aury. The island is now a haven for another kind of pirate ship-one made of gingerbread. The S.S. Amelia is an annual holiday tradition at The Ritz-Carlton, where a giant gingerbread pirate ship drops anchor in the lobby for the season, complete with cookie cannons, a candy-filled treasure chest, masts and sails, and of course, a pirate captain who is technically edible.

Other happenings include the annual Right Whale Festival, held every November as an altruistic celebration of the whale that comes to northeast Florida to give birth. The family-friendly event is designed to raise awareness for the endangered species, offering edutainment elements alongside food trucks, live music, and ocean-themed activities for kids.

Then, come new year, you won’t be surprised to learn that instead of a ball drop, Amelia Island hosts a shrimp drop in downtown Fernandina Beach. A giant bedazzled shrimp is lowered at the stroke of midnight, beckoning a whole new year of fishing, ceviche-eating, and gingerbread piracy.

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Matt Kirouac is a travel writer with a passion for national parks, Disney, and food. He’s the co-founder and co-host of Hello Ranger, a national parks community blog, podcast, and app. Follow him on IG @matt_kirouac.

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