They say, “When in Buenos Aires, pop over to Uruguay.” Actually, no one says that. But when I found out Uruguay was a mere ferry ride across the bay/Rio de la Plata, and that I had friends/relatives living in Montevideo, I was on it.
My grandma always told us how her year in Uruguay was one of the loneliest of her life. And then they moved to Brasil to manage a radio station and my dad discovered the Beatles, so I guess it was all worth it.
The truly great thing about this situation is that we got to see a couple that I went to school with, and they got to show us their city. Technically, we’re kind of related, because he’s my brother-in-law’s brother.
I loved experiencing the city with a family that lives there, because we go to experience the rhythm of life.
All the fresh grilled meat you could choose from.
But it was a fun practice to see every thing and practice my guerrilla photography.
I love catching people in the moment, enjoying life, but I’m not skilled enough to work my camera quite fast enough. So they usually end up not quite focused or framed right.
But these turned out pretty well, and I’m so glad we popped over to Uruguay!