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The best lifestyle in the world for the price… This is the journal of The Southron, an Emigrant from Florida who has spent the last decade living in the West Indies, former Yugoslavia and Costa Rica. He moved to Montevideo, Uruguay at the end of February 2006... |
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Driving in Uruguay can be quite an adventure, especially for the uninitiated.
The first thing you must learn is that the lines dividing the lanes are purely ornamental, and that if you insist on trying to stay in the center of what you thought was a lane of traffic, you will be an obstacle to progress. [...]
Mark Twain once wrote, “The rumors of my death have been greatly exaggerated“. Now, I know how he feels. Of course, one also has to allow for the possibility that there were no rumors, only hopes… but more about that in a subsequent missive. The Copperhead keeps reminding me that the last time I wrote [...]
How about eating your cake and having it too? That was always my goal when I was growing up–actually it was usually pie, ice cream or potato chips; cake was not a special favorite.
Nevertheless, we have an opportunity to do it now. We don’t need to make a choice between going to the
Southeastron [...]
Every year since 1992 the people of Montevideo have lined up to buy as many Big Macs as they can from celebrities and public officials working the counters at Ronald McDonald’s place. The reason is that all of the profits from the sale of Big Macs today are donated to Fundación Peluffo Giguens [...]
Last night Borko and I were having dinner at Cafe Misterio in Carrasco with an attorney friend. We were there mainly so I could have good sushi and Borko didn’t have to endure it. For some reason the only fish he likes is a nasty bottom feeder that only lives in the lakes [...]
Last week I was sitting at my desk, pretending to work (I have to keep the staff fooled) when I heard the alarm on our Land Rover go off. It was parked at the curb right in front of the house.
I looked up and saw two kids running away as fast as they could–a [...]
It is 7°C outside now (for those of you in Yankee land, that is about 44° F). The winds are brisk and steady at about 40 kph (25 mph) and the sun is bright. As I look outside my window where the local football team (soccer to Yankees) practices, I see a clump [...]
While sitting here in my office and staring into the fog on the Rio de la Plata I had a vision….
At first I was in a place that seemed a pleasant enough, but no matter how hard I tried it there were always obstacles that I had to climb over–the harder I climbed, the more [...]
In every country in which I have been there is a least one cultural icon that is emblematic of that country.
• In the United States it is the single family car, the very embodiment of individual freedom of action;
• in the United Kingdom, one might [...]
I think that this year March and April decided to switch with each other. Last year, March was absolutely lovely: it was sunny and warm, with the temperature very gradually slipping into the cool range. This year March was like a foreshadowing of an ugly winter: cold, wet, windy, and just generally miserable. It was [...]
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