For my first month in Montevideo, I lived with a host family. It’s safe to say that they brought me through my initial pangs of transition. Andrea, the mother, is a tango dancer, her son, Mateo, is two-years old and Nela, the grandma, promised to fatten me with her pasta. I let her try. The [...]
Posts Tagged as ‘Montevideo’
April 15, 2008
Montevideo. I have arrived. 6 Feberero 2008
Pretty much every single Uruguayan that I have met has asked me why I am here, why not somewhere bigger or “more interesting.” You might be asking the same question. I will say that my initial logic was both researched and arbitrary. I had to pick 5 cities in 3 countries in a continent I [...]
