We visited a lovely sculpture garden and invited ourselves onto the boat of some very friendly Uruguaian boaters who owner a hotel and cattle ranch in addition to the 40 foot power boat. Which is sent from one port to another to have the best weather at all time. This is how I would like my life to operate.
After our high tea at Las Cumbres we tripped onto carnival in Punta, with the sponsorship of the artist of Casapueblo, Carlos Paez Vilaro.
Another fantastic place in Uruguay, a hotel/spa overlooking a beautiful lagoon, another fabulous sunset after high tea to celebrate Ivette and Alan's 10th Wedding Anniversary.
The recyclers are amazing, with bicycles, horses and mules they schlep the streets collecting and recycling. How the maneuver is amazing.
We had a luncheon at the Gottliebs friends house in Montevideo, on the way Ivette bought fruit and met someone she knew, we had one of our cafe, and she met a history teacher from grade school. The woman knows everybody in Uruguay.
Brava beach in Punta has a sculpture of fingers coming out of the sand. A scuplture with a sense of humor.
We had to visit the harbor and yacht club, which is extremely nice as were the managers, who invited us as guest to use the dining room if we desired.
Fishing villages line the coast and we are always ready to stop for a bit of sun, or a chivito, the Uruguaian national sandwich, and it is very tasty.
The sunsets are fabulous at Casapueblo, actually they are pretty spectacular all around Punta de Este, as the name designates "point to East" which leaves the whole West side for great sunsets.
The best pastry, cafe, artsy stop we made often for medialunas, like piles of baby croisants, heated and coated in butter and sugar, what more could one ask for.
Punta del Este was great. Ivette and Alan took me to all the prime spots, it was a whirlwind tour and all was very beautiful.
Fantastic place, the artist Carlos Paez Vilaro building it from the ground up, his art is incorporated into the lines of the hotel. It is Fabulous.
Caminito, a fantastic faira area with tango, great leather goods, spectacular are and building of many colors. It is located by the harbor and the home were painted with left over boat bottom paint so they are very vivid colors.
This fellow dances by himself each day, with a hat out for donations, but he is seems as happy as can be.
This fellow had wires -- no wind. Too funny, but it had to be difficult to keep the facial expression.
There are no hidden beaches that we found -- all crowded with people, some big waves on the Atlantic and much warmer than the Chile Pacific. Vendors selling corn on the beach, such a treat.
The streets are filled with vendors presenting their wares. Some have elaborate displays and some just ride around on a bicycle selling plants.
The Sunday San Telmo street fair, tango in the streets and fine leather belts.
This is where our warm milk for cafe came from. And, it is not as easy as it seems, if it was up to my success in milking we would be drinking our cafe black. Junior get his share--direct-- when we had our fill. The milker is Fredrico, one of 14 brother, three of which work on the estancia, as does his wife.
