
On the bright side, it doesn’t say “Free Candy.”
An inquisitive old fart with a camera
On the bright side, it doesn’t say “Free Candy.”
A little electrical thing we hear whining by on a fairly regular basis. How does it survive potholes (pozos) in the roads? It looks like it’s ready to fall over, standing still.
Oh well: chacun à son goût.
Eight years ago (can it be?) I started walking our dog with Syd and his five, in a wonderful wide-open setting that involves driving a few kilometers. It quickly became clear that the back of the folded-down rear seat was not designed to support a dog, so I glued some old door mats to a scrap of thin plywood and have been using it to doggify the vehicle ever since (removing it to accommodate biped passengers I call de-doggifying).
Somehow recently I got the idea I could do better. Got the lumberyard to cut to fit a piece of MDF (medium density fiberboard) which I sealed with various products that have been sitting on a shelf in my workshop for years, used the last of a caulk tube of glue to attach new doormats (felpudos) ordered from Mercado Libre, and voilà.
A little easier on the eyes, for sure.
Delivered to the care restorer I only discovered recently, and ready to restore. Awesome ride!
Since I so enjoy posting about bad parking, I thought I should share with you a recent example of my own skilz.
Parking places 1 and 2 are my favorites at Tienda Inglesa, for what should be an obvious reason. Today I pulled into 1. As I did, the car in 2 pulled out. 3 was also empty.
A silver car then chose to park in one of the two empty places. Can you guess which it was? (Uruguayan driver answers only.)
Well, it’s gotten a new lease on life.
I should have taken a photo yesterday when I saw the owner painting it…with a paint roller.
Years ago I took a picture of the staggering number of colors a VW Beetle had been painted:
Maybe somewhere I have a photo of a car (we saw more than one when we first moved here) that had been painted with a brush.
It’s fun to extrapolate: what might other aspects of this person’s life look like? Yard? Kitchen drawers? Closets? Note that there are no apparent dents in the vehicle, so that’s something.
I’ll say no more.
So you’re the guys on the left, looking over a lot for sale, and you’ve arrived in two vehicles, so how do you park them?
Obviously, in a way that creates the maximum difficulty for anyone else who might dare to think of using the road.
This is not the first time I’ve encountered this here.