Helloooo? Amember me? I'm back! You guys, I got the flu and bad. It's from kissing all those ga!damned frreners. They're really serious about the kiss greeting down south. Don't matter if you are delirious with fever, you gotta give kisses. If one of us is sick, we must all be, the end. So I've been sleeping for the last 4 days. Somehow within that time, though, I managed to shuffle on an off some planes and got my ass back to Chicago. And I brought theeeeeeeengs!!
I'm too sick to figure anything out though, so the pix will be random. Not even sure quite how these got here but here's some gigantic mortars:
And this stuff:
This is some kind of boat. I should really organize these better, hu? Y'all's idea of Uruguay will be "Well, I know there's some kind of boat under some luggage there somewhere."
Hold on, let's start over, shall we?
I really missed you and all your lovely wacky comments and support of my obsessive makeage! Above you see a picture of Piriapolis I randomly grabbed off the web. And I wasn't there.
I was in the capital Montevideo:
Looks like this.And this.
Hell, once a year it even looks like this:
It also often looks and feels like this:But that's not what you wanna see, is it?
Here's some pen nibs made of fine silver and gold:
You ain't kidding, witty photo comment. But mostly because I'm sick, not because I'm overwhelmed with street market goodness...
Dunno if you can read that above. Or why I found it necessary to write it in the actual picture. Lots of the fun of travel is that sense of WTF you get. Well, that's the stress of it too.
"Most of the time, they hide the sexy black guys." But I was able to capture one for your viewing pleasure.
What else? The fambilee is all healthy and safe and busy and all's well with the world. Except for me feeling like the distilled extract of morning breath. And that being in fact an improvement over the last few days. Imna go lie back down now.