Monday, August 21, 2006

Greetings from .................Uruguay?


Well, the lap of luxury continues. We spent several days in Cordabá, Argentina. The people were so sweet, from the hostel owners to the taxi drivers, the city is a very comfortable place to be. Still, it lacks a certain pizzazz so we decided to ship out. Before taking off on yet another long overnight bus we visited the small pueblo of Alta Gracia, childhood home of Ernesto ¨che¨ Guavera, the famous t-shirt maker. The small museum which was once the home of his family was a very nice reminder of the humanity that exists in everyone. So often our icons are left to be symbols some distant ideology or posed as emminent threats to life as we know it. The museum showed ernestito as a young asthmatic boy, bold, but quietly on the outside. The town is basically a wealthy suburb of Cordabá, which helps build the contrast that the museum is trying to present. We travelled then back to Cordabá and then to Buenos Aires by bus and to Colonia by ferry. Beautiful morning sunrise came up over the River Platte as we left the bustle of Buenos Aires in the still of the morning under brillant blue sky to the this quaint village. Very prestine and relaxed. There is little going on. The city fair is but a few stands with vendors more interested in another cup of maté than selling you silly trinkets. Still everyone is incredibly nice, wishing you the very best just for buying a sandwich. Alas, we both are yearning for some more adventure, but for now we will ride bikes and enjoy the crystal blue sky and fabulous manner of the Uruguayan people. Until next time. Ciao. Pasan bien.

3 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

SA Trekkers; You don’t stand still long enough for us to know where you are. What if we were wiring you spending cash? The guy sipping the mate in last town would get it. What’s in it anyway? Sipable loco weed? Glad you saw Fruit of the Loom HQ. Can you imagine doing your trip (backwards) on motorbike in early 50s without paved roads? Lots of thinking time in bad disposition. Anxious to hear spot found for our retirement to live like kings on SS and spare change from sons who remember our earlier sacrifices. Cook it, peel it, or forget it. Dad

Tue Aug 22, 07:56:00 AM 2006  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Gentlemen,
Great job of "waying in". Here, the dogs have almost run out of furniture, the light changed oh so imperceptibly, the plants look tired, the bugs nervous. Mists each morning off the pond, Whittaker low but bracing. Not too many more nights of sleeping with a fan in Mingo. Odd to think of you guys on the other end of that wobble.(Guille, does this mean it is about to be Spring trout season there, oh my!) Wonderful feelings coming through the communications, we are all appreciative. El Tito Slimmo sends scratch/nips and ponderous looks as he reads each entry. Send more, Juan
P.S.Show me a cowboy that rides sidesaddle and I'll show you Joel Lewis.

Tue Aug 22, 09:38:00 AM 2006  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Wow, that's some hog there Eric..don't unleash all that power at once. The blog has been a welcome distraction from life here in Tallahassee. You guys really are living the dream. Also, it's good to read you dad's musings on travel, stargazing and limitations on eating. Keep up the posts, be safe, and above all don't do anything I WOULD do... Chiz

Fri Aug 25, 12:16:00 PM 2006  

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