A bit of Atlántida history

Our normal dog walk cancelled, I took Mocha on the beach all the way into town. There I was reminded of this strange fenced-off footbridge, part of its deck missing.

From the road you can see it through the trees, ending across the road from the iconic (no longer hotel) El Planeta, built in 1939 in six months, offering central heating and hot water throughout. De luxe for 1939 Uruguay!

At the far end of the footbridge there’s a pile of branches, and it’s again fenced off.

You can see how close it is to the road (and you can see that, in 2015 per Google Street View, you could freely access the bridge, which never occurred to me). So why would someone choose the footbridge instead of just using the road?

Which gave me an idea.

What if the road was added later? The red line represents the footbridge. From above, the amphitheater looks a lot like a dam. And there’s apparently (I have never noticed it) a huge drain, and signs of drainage onto the beach (arrows).

[Update: I did go back and explore the tunnel]

Later—more time later than I’d like to admit—I found a diagram of a proposed harbor that was never built.

And there I spotted a break in the Rambla (beachfront road). Notice how there is no Rambla above the arrow.

And here—ta da!—is an aerial photo from 1950 confirming it. Mystery solved!

Our new park

What was just a huge empty round grassy area has been planted over the years with a variety of trees, many of them identified with wooden signs. In the last year it got upgraded with an arbor with steel benches…every time I’m there I take the hanging trash bucket and empty it in nearby trash and recycle bins…and…

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…a play area with slide, swings, and seesaws. And it gets used!

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In the other direction, a family gathered in the shade of a tree, the father kicking a ball with his very young son.

And in the last couple days, in the shade of some anacahuita trees, a concrete picnic table and benches have appeared.

The muddy river

Coming home from the dog walk, we arrive at the water to see it’s brown, with a thin strip of blue at the horizon.

Two kilometers further east the blue water is much closer.

The brown is silty water from the Rio de la Plata. Some days the water is chocolate brown, and some days it is ocean green. But it is never really blue, as it is further east.

Say what?

Going to buy fish, I noticed a truck, down the stairs, blocking my way.

Turned out to be someone delivering refrigeration equipment. And yes, it is 4-wheel drive. The driver was curious to know if I was German or French. When I lived in Germany, people sometimes wondered if I was French. When in France, I was sometime asked if I was German. Not bad for a ‘Murkan 😉