On my second try, success at getting willow cuttings to root. Off to the campo I go to plant them….
Too hot for October
4:00 in the afternoon. This thermometer never gets direct sun, and sits in a well-ventilated area. The end of October equates to the end of April up north.
Just. Ain’t. Raht. Fortunately, we have a stiff breeze blowing, so it’s not that bad.
Voting day
Today is voting day #1 — a runoff election will occur in a month if no one gets a clear majority today.
An Uruguayan friend explained to me yesterday that if, instead of putting the list from one party in your voting envelope, you put a blank piece of paper, your vote goes to whoever gets the most. You also have the option of annulling your vote (voting is required by law). One way is to put two lists (“votes”) in your envelope. I suggested she do this so that if her father, who votes Colorado, asked her who she voted for, she could say Colorado, and answer her mother that she voted like her, for the Frente Amplio.
I’ll be eligible to vote in 2019, and though I generally have little interest in politics, I do find it inspiring to live in a place where they actually offer choices, unlike voting for one or the other half of the Rich Lawyers Party in the United States.
Lagarto, a.k.a Big Ass Lizard
Update: actually, lagarto simply means lizard, with no reference to size.
This is Jerry, our host today, and owner of the El Nido Hotel in Parque del Plata, armed with alcohol spray bottle to nail the incredibly annoying, biting flies that apparently lay eggs under your skin but we. won’t. go. there.
Going, going, gone
I asked my neighbor Horacio if he wanted to work on our common fence, figuring he would be flush with cash from the sale of all these trees for firewood. Turns out he was paid in full for them six months ago. He was doing some repairs nonetheless.
A “new” restaurant
‘The Wooden Spoon’
Excellent food, ambiance, and presentation at reasonable price (entrees UYP 290, a little over USD 12). One block form the bus station. Surprisingly, it has been open for three years, but we’d never heard of it until recently. Open daily noon to midnight.
I would have taken a picture of our lunch but I don’t Instagram 😉
Down a door
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.
Ten syllables later
I was actually trying to remember this word, which I’d first seen on the side of a van, shortly before walking past this. Roof sealing.Go ahead, give it a shot 😉
La Casa de la Azotea means “The House of the Roof,” casa meaning shop, or business. Which reminds me, I’ve always wanted to go into La Casa de las Ruedas (“The House of Wheels”) in Montevideo, whose owners obviously also own La Casa del Caucho, “The House of Rubber.”
An hour with a paint brush…
House on a lovely lot nearby for sale. Especially after recent staining, couldn’t help but think how an hour with a paint brush would improve the looks.
I don’t know the situation of the owner (might be old/poor/far away), but reminds me of one car we looked at long ago on a consignment lot, with a broken interior door handle. When I asked if it could be fixed, the salesman told me that the owner would fix that.
After someone agreed to buy it, which of course we didn’t want to, partly because of the broken door handle. What’s the thinking?
Os. Car.
