For a country that considers itself non-religious, Semana Santa – oh, sorry, Semana de Turismo – is a big deal. That’s Easter Week in case you’re still not up to speed 😉 Duly noted, of course, in my calendar: Fortunately we had nothing of particular importance to accomplish this week. Our friends Sandy and Don, whom we just left at the airport for their move back north, were kicking themselves that they didn’t factor Semana de Turismo into their planning, but almost everything that needed…Continue Reading “Yes, we’re celebrating”
When you see chairs lined up either side of the road, it means tonight is the Carnaval parade in Atlántida. But they’re not there just as a nice gesture. If you want to sit, you have to pay. I went out to see part of the parade one year, and haven’t felt compelled to do so again. You can find more in the Wikipedia article on Uruguayan Carnival (which apparently doesn’t meet Wikipedia’s high editorial standards, oh my!) and find videos of our local desfile…Continue Reading “It’s that day”
A little late getting this posted. As usual, cacophony at midnight. The cat hid behind the couch; the puppy curled up under an end table.
In Uruguay, outside the city, kids on Halloween harken back to an era when America lived in the United States
August 10: Day of the Child in Uruguay. Which means? More dinosaurs.