
View from the hotel window, Las Vegas

An inquisitive old fart with a camera



When we get to Las Vegas, the first thing I need is a cheap phone, so I ordered one to pick up at an AT&T store. Since I don’t know Las Vegas, I clicked on “directions to this store.”
It appears that one more step was required.

We have two supermarkets in Atlántida, Tienda Inglesa and Disco, the latter a bit more down-scale. Because the wait for a cashier in Disco is often considerably longer, and it’s just a dingier experience overall, I seldom go there, but got inspired to compare prices.

I think that might change. A cashier offered that they also give you a further 10% on ten bottles or more, something I’ve certainly never heard at Tienda Inglesa.

Amongst many other curiosities in Uruguay (such as virtually every refrigerator sold with a door that opens to the right, usually not reversible), you’ll probably end up with a gas stove that is not jetted properly for the “Supergas” sold here. Light the burner, turn it back towards “off” slightly, and if it’s the only thing you’re cooking, put some more distance between pan and heat!

After five years, brown waves are starting to look normal. A little.

A welcome clarity in the air and my mind after days of rain and gloomy weather.

Back in February, I made a short video about our road the river.
In June I mocked the attempt to repair it, only to change my mind, change my mind again a week later, then again within 24 hours.
Alas, this year’s freakish weather has proven too much for it.
You’ll recall that all of five days ago I was noting the extreme and unseasonal heat.

Today, 1 November (equivalent 1 May topside) at 34°46′ south, we are chasing off a chill with the wood stove. It’s not that cold, but the fire feels nice.