Hmm, another ancient Commer truck. Is this Dardo’s other truck?
An inquisitive old fart with a camera

As I have mentioned before, when you see a conspicuously over-wrought, out of place, ready-for-all-comers vehicle here, its owners probably speak German.

In case you missed the license plate (or couldn’t guess), there’s a little flag on the side. Ja wohl!

Almost every time I walk the dog/s (the neighbor’s usually goes along), I pass this car, which has been there a very long time.* Some time ago it lost the driver side window. As of today …. Theft? Vandalism? Owner’s doing?
* you can see it in the background here.

… when bicycles had license plates.

I’ve wondered what they race at the autodrome between here and the airport, and the answer, this weekend, is fuscas, only they refer to them as escarabajos (beetles). Despite my fascination with them (example, example), I won’t be there. Other plans, and it will be cold.
The “Superescarabajos” are reportedly the largest and most popular category here. There will be 30 of them racing.
If there’s one thing I’d care to win less than a trip to Brazil for the UY-UK match, it’s probably a noisy, rattling and dangerous (especially given Uruguayan drivers) pile of outdated technology. Not that I stand a chance of winning (oh, such stinkin’ thinkin’!) but fortunately cupones (coupons) were only offered upon purchase of certain Father’s Day (today in Uruguay) items, and we’ve only bumbled into a couple of those the last few weeks.

Around $9,000 new in the land of the Untied Snakes, prolly $19-20,000 here. I found the local web site, but under precios it has no prices. It does have an enticing shot of snow-capped mountains, though …

… amusing because Uruguay has neither snow nor mountains. Oh, details.