Insane floor tiles

Still trying to figure out why anyone would want their floor tiled in patterns that make it more difficult to navigate?

Strange flight detours

More air traffic strangeness: a big circle back to approach MDV again after flying over the runway.

Zooming out, it’s clear that it did a detour as well. Why?

Spies…

Forget Alexa. Forget Siri. I glanced over and the oranges were spying on us.

And just like that…

…we know why Tienda Inglesa has been removing cashier lines near the doors.

Thanks for asking, but…

…no, not a good night’s sleep. Those are fresh blood spots on the wall above the bed, from nocturnal mosquito-hunting.

The technique is to hold a flashlight parallel to the wall then move it away from and back towards the wall. The mosquitoes’ shadows give them away even when you can barely see them otherwise.

ABC…

I pulled into the supermarket parking lot just after this car. A guy got out with his young daughter, and I complimented him on his perfect license plate ID.

He was delighted, and laughed loudly.

“33” is a big thing in Uruguay, as it is in Masonry. I’m sure there’s no connection…suuuure.

A few blocks from home, waiting to cross the street, I had to wait for a passing car with the license plate ABC 2133. Glitch in the Matrix? On the other hand, it’s not the first license plate strangeness I’ve had here.

The scanner

I almost never discard anything complex without trying to take it apart and learn something from it. Non-destructively, if possible.

When my 13-year-old scanner abruptly stopped working, I quickly discovered it would not be coming apart without a fight. There’s essentially nothing you couldn’t see just by looking through the glass, so no real surprises, other than the motor being remarkably small – barely wider than a pencil.

The main thing I learned, though, was that this was designed to NEVER be taken apart – the way the glass was sealed … and then it struck me: of course not. It was assembled in a dust-free environment and it was essential that no dust ever had a chance to get inside!

Clouds but no rain

Another whimsical blue-sky day…

…but we need rain….

Abandoned dunes structure

34°46’35.54″S 55°44’32.14″W

RIP Piedra Lisa

Piedra Lisa, once a night club. Incredible noise all night in the summer. After hours of ear-splitting sound, people would walk drunkenly through the streets at 6 AM, singing loudly and badly or simply shouting conversations because they could barely hear. Trash containers overturned, plastic cups everywhere, people passed out in the dunes.

It then became a cooperative restaurant that did not last long.

It’s a shame the local government should simply let it go to waste (though someone did remove glass).

But I don’t miss the night club.

34°46’48.94″S 55°45’8.73″W