An inquisitive old fart with a camera
Neighbor told me about an “underage” cow that got pregnant. Gave birth, but can’t stand or feed herself. Has to be hauled upright with harness and pulleys and chain, milked 2 liters twice a day to feed the calf, here shown two days old.
Something about teeth; as a consequence they (humans) cut grass in our (non-pasture) yard for mama. Not a problem as regards our property. Maybe a gift. What do I know about such things?
The calf: two days old and still bit of umbilical cord hanging. Damn. Huge.
Not atypical language mashup. Possessive apostrophe (which doesn’t exist in Spanish; happily not used to make “lunch” plural), “Delivery.” But hey, one gets the message.
Merchandising tip, fresh to you from Uruguay: place frozen food freezer in full sunlight.
Sky in coastal Uruguay the other day. Pretty, but natural?
Beach, Uruguay
Almost eight years! This blog has been real, it’s been fun … and yet after a certain point, not real fun. When your fascination runs out of steam, when there’s no more juice flowing, it’s not time to mourn, but to move on.
My Day in Uruguay
Some funny stuff,
some pretty pics,
some oddities.
Thanks for your attention!
Reviewing the stats, I found 1,218 posts listed, but only 1,217 published. Aha!
26 February 2018. This is from a month or so ago. Kiya, a dog obsessed with digging, makes a cave in the bank of the swimming hole (which at that point had no water). Benji looks on, and – are you ready for this? – there’s a third dog in there as well.
As a closing comment, I think that image says it all.
Or nothing at all.
Perfect!
Since it’s been a while, I’ll give you a little cheatsheet: review the various Uruguayan handwriting numeric reversals and inversions.
Now, quickly, read this:
Did you immediately say, Thursday, August 29th at 10 AM?
Of course you did – congratulations!
The antique Commer truck. September 2012:
December 2014 – mistakenly thought to be a different one:
January 2016: and yet again, parked at the zoo:
Alas, on a dreary day in 2019, that sad truck that appears to have finally reached the end of the line:
Interesting to reflect that this truck was built the year I was born. Happy to report I’m holding up better….
It’s been a long time since I introduced the subject of electrical outlets in Uruguay. A visit to the hospital reminded me of their wonderful weirdness here.
Shuko is common in Europe; “Inclinado” the standard in neighboring Argentina, and “Tres en linea,” my favorite, apparently the standard in Uruguay. But when your whole country is 3-1/2 million people, who – meaning people manufacturing electrical appliances for worldwide sales – particularly cares?
And of course, if you’re installing signs in Uruguay, who particularly cares that you glue the capital B to the wall upside and backwards?
Which perhaps has you thinking, I want to visit your wonderful little country. What should I do about my electrical needs?
The obvious answer is to throw your hands up in despair, and leave all your damned gadgets at home.
Or just stop by our place.
I probably have your needs covered.