An Uruguayo way to hold the cinnamon and chocolate for the cortado...
If you can, get a look at the saddles on these horses. They're far different from the ones used in the States - Western or English. They pil blankets on top of the horse's back, then put the saddle on, then more blankets. The saddle's fairly lightweight and adjusts in the middle to accommodate the horse 's spine. I'd hate to ride it without the blankets, though. More horses, more gaucho outfits in this go around.
Pictures of the rodeo and some of the horses. We didn't have tickets to the actual event, just to the grounds. Some very beautiful critters there, though.
Oh, and the band was basically playing cowboy music in Spanish.
Uruguayos celebrate holy week (the week leading up to Easter) as tourism week. What better way to promote tourism than to run a rodeo? Pictures of this year's rodeo at the Prado. Andreas believes that Uruguayos ae a lost tribe of Texans.
It's on a typical mixed residential and business block in central Montevideo and looks like a hundred others. It's not, though. Next to the garage door, the other one goes to a hidden cell area where, in the 1980's, the leftists held their hostages. It was a miserable place underneath the garage - cramped and crowded - and there were always three leftist guards present, too. For several years, the location was a secret - until it was raided by the police.
Even though you've probably never heard the name, you've seen the art of Torres-Garcia. He was a native Uruguayo who was influential in the modern art movement. This mural is opposite a museum devoted to him. It shows the style (but not the colors - he only used red, yellow, blue, black and white) of his work. Some hangs in MoMA.
The Colorado Party is one of the oldest political parties in Uruguay. We stopped by as part of the assassination tour. Isn't their building beautiful?
Uruguay is one of the top producers of amethyst. You can find some beautiful stones here. We bought these two necklaces two weeks ago, and I'm not giving either away. They're mine!
If you look closely at this picture, you'll see it's rather ironic. The rest are of architecture around Ciudad Vieja and the last of the firehouse pictures.
An Uruguayo way to hold the cinnamon and chocolate for the cortado...
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