
A white truck called “colorado.”
An inquisitive old fart with a camera

A white truck called “colorado.”

Wednesday, 8:30 AM. A block from the beach. No one anywhere nearby.

About 500 meters from our front door, what looks like it can be only one thing: the base of a cell tower. I don’t like cell towers. I rarely use my cell phone. I have used one so little that I can still feel the numbness around my ear that no doubt you have long since gotten used to.
A year ago, a friend of ours did an epic canoe trip in Patagonian Chile. He described an incredible find in Lago Copa, in the middle of the middle of nowhere: a first-class lodge, probably 15 km from the closest road.

Nestled at the base of a mountain,

obviously unattended,


but also unlocked.

So they set up camp for the night there. We heard about it, and saw the photos, not long after he returned. They never learned who built or owned it.
Recently, our friend returned to Uruguay, and we had him over for dinner. The lodge came up. Someone had flown over the lake in December and sent pictures of it now.



UPDATE 2016+02+27: the location is -44.89179, – 72.623403. The landslide happened in December. As of today, Google Earth hasn’t caught up:


Honest, they were playing! But boy do they look scary.


In the end, it was a draw.

Someone who stayed in Montevideo several years ago asked me about the horrific black cloud he saw every day over the city. I knew nothing of it, but learned it’s the product of the ANCAP refinery in the city. ANCAP is the scandal-ridden national oil company which, despite its monopoly on petroleum, alcohol, and Portland cement, and which, in response to crude oil prices dropping 60%, lowered prices at the pump by almost 3%, manages to “lose” money.
Ah yes, in the most progressive, least corrupt country in Latin America!
… when you can make one? Well, OK, one reason.

In front, signaling “I didn’t do it, honest,” is the Spinky-Faced Oriental Sand Hound.

This attractive duplex on the Rambla (beachfront road) appears to be nearing completion after what seems to me an inordinately long time. I remember specifically because the owners, Argentines, rented the El Nido Beach Hotel last summer, whether to house workers or run as a business I don’t know.
Anyway, as I have documented nearby in the past, by the time the place is ready for occupation the high season will have passed. Rents here are massively higher than the rest if the year, from 15 December through 15 March. So if you wanted to rent in the high season, you’d want to have it ready in December. Should be able to build a house in a year, no?
But then again I have no idea why they built it.
Benji, eleven months old and virtually full-grown at 22 kg* (48.4 pounds) met a new playmate today, Birch, a 53 kg (116.6 pounds) St. Bernard. Birch is all of six months old.

It was only a matter of time….

* He eventually reached 32 kg.
I cut the tags off a new shirt and spotted something that looked like it must be writing, but seemed too impossibly small.



Sure enough. No clue why. Another of life’s little mysteries.