by Eileen | May 18, 2009 | Uncategorized
Leche de burra! (she-donkey milk), Leche de burra! This is what one of my friends heard as a child as the local she-donkey milk salesman peddled his wares. Now I didn’t ask, but I’m pretty sure this happened while he was living in the small southern...
by Eileen | May 12, 2009 | Uncategorized
Down, the runny nose goes down. Here we call it romadizo if we’re in polite company, congestión if we don’t want to allude to the nose blowiness of it all (or if none is necessary), or we talk about mocos if we’re with kids or want to be a little...
by Eileen | May 11, 2009 | Uncategorized
I am truly astonished to find that I have never told the “Where’s the baby”/Dónde está la guagua? story. It’s a tale of chicken pox and vaccinations and inadequate medicinery and being pushy and explaining math. Pull up a chair, you’re...
by Eileen | May 6, 2009 | Uncategorized
Once upon a time I posted a call for seized-goods stories. Many fellow bloggers delivered, but most of them have long since moved on from blogging. What remains is my story below. ::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::: Somewhere along the way I...
by Eileen | May 6, 2009 | Uncategorized
There are many things to love about Uruguay. For one thing, the capital city is mostly safe, very pedestrian-friendly, pretty easy to get around by foot, bus and taxi (and the taxi drivers are unerringly honest). Montevideo captured my heart, but I already knew it...
