
El gato y la cerveza, Villa Argentina, Uruguay.
An inquisitive old fart with a camera

El gato y la cerveza, Villa Argentina, Uruguay.


Unlike the other trash whoever-they-are drags hundreds of meters to discard in the woods, the torn Uruguayan flag apparently needed to retain its dignity.

Nothing exceeds like excess: display case in acupuncturist’s office, Montevideo. But hey, he’s been doing this for over forty years.


The trail. How was this made? By what?

Another abandoned boardwalk through the dunes.

1) They actually added a proper handrail after

2) the original, tacked to the deck, fell apart and was carted off, presumably for firewood.

3) Another walk two years after they build it through an eroded portion of the dunes (to save the dunes, natch).

4) The same, 2-½ years later.
If that doesn’t make it clear to you that it’s the greatest source of danger to humanity I don’t know what will.