An inquisitive old fart with a camera
Here’s the back of that brand new house I presented on June 8th. Lovely.
Here’s a “stainless” steel kitchen sink that’s a few years old, barely used except for a few months. No complaints: we let friends stay in our place in exchange for taking care of what they thought it needed, including a kitchen sink, and we knew this was very cheap. But still. Those dots to the left of the paint brushes are rust as well.
We’ve has three days of jackhammer noise. The back corner of the neighbors’ was a parillera, covered cooking area, with a bathroom. Behind the tree on the right is another small building. Not clear what it is or what they’re doing with it. I asked the foreman today and he told me they’re adding a 42m² addition to the main house. You can see the ground they’re clearing to pour concrete. So all the work is in back, out of sight of the road.
And yet they’ve put up a temporary privacy fence in the front. In time, I suppose the purpose of the fence will become clear.
Or not. That red thing is the volquete, which they’ve filled with rubble three days in a row.
Lo barato sale caro. As with most sayings, that can be stated more succinctly in English: false economy.
Construction of this house (not including the slab it sits on) started less than a month ago. Everything about it is about the worst quality imaginable. It’s not even finished, and already it is beginning to look uninhabitable.
But it’s “affordable,” no doubt. For now.
It rained last night. A lot.
When I first started dog walking with Syd, he told me this area would fill with water in the winter. I found it hard to believe in the middle of the summer!
If I told you I took this photo in the morning, and you had spent any time in Uruguay, you would know what day of the week it was.
Yes, that is one big avocado (aquacate in Mexico; palta here). In fact, our biggest ever (by far). 1,094 grams, or, for those of you who live in Liberia, Myanmar, or the United States, 2 pounds 6-½ ounces.
But of course! 50 meters from the road, leave two red cabinet doors leaning against a tree. Kids? But why?
Nothing more to add.
I don’t get it. Impeccable sliding driveway gate, but everything else inside and outside the fence is rubble and trash. Surely there’s a story here….
