"To lose the earth you know, for greater knowing; to lose the life you have, for greater life; to leave the friends you loved, for greater loving; to find a land more kind than home, more large than earth"
Thomas Wolfe

Wednesday, January 18, 2012

Finally, toes in the sand


We are having a weird summer. 

 











I suppose this (unidentified) woman might be having one as well.

Some plausible reasons for the weirdness:

  • There is this small issue of our newly started business. It must be nurtured; constant updating or refining and simply attended to almost every day. Ok, no problem.
  •  Next, factor in the particular beast that is summer in Montevideo.


Most people go somewhere for some amount of time between Christmas and the end of February.
So anyone's two weeks (most common amount of time) can fall anywhere therein, which leave those holding down the fort in Montevideo a little lonely.
So fate finds us in a very quiet city this summer.
I gotta say, it is serene. I would highly recommend any summer visit to include some languid days in the neighborhoods of Mvd. including Palermo, Parque Rodo, Pocitos or even Malvin or Carrasco.



 So many nice places here.  Cute townhouses from around 1900 (left).
 New Yorkers would call grand apartments in buildings like the one below "pre-war". I'm not sure anymore what wars anyone is talking about, but I bet these flats are gems.




I am always drawn to this geometrical block style and I see it all over. Long horizontal lines with the second story overhang. Me likey.
This facade is one of the most ornate I've seen, but not at all an uncommon sight here. The craftsmanship of old gets me every time.











Ah, toes in the sand.
So we made it to a friends' family home in Las Toscas. It's somewhere between Mvd. and the Atlantic coast official, but it's good enough. It's been hot and the water was great.
Agostin chats with Janine. Vincent with the ball, waits.

Mono, Valeria

This guy is Theo (say Tay-Oh). Disarmingly gentle, don't be surprised when you find yourself doing exactly what he's asked of you. Tust me, you'll do it.
Add your own caption to this one of Mono.
If talking were an olympic event, these two might have a chance on the Uruguayan Team. I can not understand it. Can't.
It was pretty nice laying around. Had a swim, all good.


 The kids had some sandboard action.
Notice the long shadows. The beach is good until at least 7. Freaky.
Jeronimo!

That's our visit to the beach. Okay.