Montevideo – trees in every street

Gentle readers,

Uruguay is an amazing discovery of gentle urbanity and rolling farmland, that rolls, and rolls and rolls, as far as the eye can see.  . More European than Europe, Montevideo sits like a confortanble upmarket version of Bournmouth, welcoming Argentinians in their droves for the summer holidays, which on this latitude coincide with the February Carnival season. Every hotel room in the city is booked for the long weeked over February 18-20th.  Small flocks of cheerful green parrots fly through the urban avenues. There are more trees in this city than in any other.  From Christopher’s apartment on the 18th floor you can look down on the green highways guiding the way.  Pocitos, where he lives , is nothing if not respectable, but still the recycling teams of young boys with their horses come through late into the evening with their ramshackle carts collecting empty plastic bottles from all the dumpsters and trash cans.

About mrsgarnettsgarden

After a life in International Development where I have seen many resililent women farmers bring abundance out of almost nothing, I'm now more often at home in Derbyshire with my husband David, a retired Archdeacon who runs the churches on the Chatsworth estate. Our garden and my allotment are the setting for a little diary of plants and pottering, aided and abetted by our dogs, Spaniel jess, and Collie, Pip. David is a hen fanatic so the chicken runs encroach ever nearer the house. I work freelance as an assessor for Comic Relief International grants, and also run a little not for profit agency to help African women get going in business, called "Lasting Solutions."
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