We threw an old, very heavy, very hard squash into one of the overgrown raised beds long ago. I went to remove it today, only to discover it’s light as a a feather and …

… it lives!
An inquisitive old fart with a camera
We threw an old, very heavy, very hard squash into one of the overgrown raised beds long ago. I went to remove it today, only to discover it’s light as a a feather and …

… it lives!

The repaving of the bus route (see here and here) has actually turned out quite nicely. Avenida Mario Ferreiria has become a pleasure to drive instead of a nightmare. I’m not sure about having a line down the middle of a two-lane road in Uruguay, though, given the challenge so many drivers have deciding whether to drive in a lane or on a line.*

*0:50 here if you missed it

BTW, not that you care, but this is my 500th blog entry.
As I have mentioned before, when you see a conspicuously over-wrought, out of place, ready-for-all-comers vehicle here, its owners probably speak German.

In case you missed the license plate (or couldn’t guess), there’s a little flag on the side. Ja wohl!

Yes, just as ugly as it looks.

Until I took my shirt off on the beach, I didn’t realize how much sun I’d gotten earlier, picking blueberries and cutting grass in the country.