In many ways, Colonia reminded us of Parati in
The town has a variety of restaurants. Some offer tables and chairs set up in the middle of the pedestrian only roads. However my favourite had seating in an old car parked in front. Now there’s an idea for an enterprising restaurateur like Peter Horwood; a drive-in restaurant for people who don’t own cars.
Before dinner, we wandered into a small art gallery with some very good paintings and interesting sculptures. We subsequently learned the gallery was owned by a husband and wife and he had created the sculptures. A very passionate man, he gave us a brief lecture on Uruguayan art…in Spanish, while his wife tried to translate. When he learned I was an architect, he brought out a small sculpture he had made of an architect with a very rotund belly, that they both thought suited me well. They couldn’t understand why we didn’t buy it right away, but we were concerned whether we could make room for it in our luggage. However, just before leaving the town, we decided to go back and buy it. They were literally overjoyed to see us since they feared we had left without the piece. We were so glad we had gone back. Now we just have to figure out how to get it home.
I dwell on this story since I think it describes the Uruguayans we met during our brief stay. They were very proud of their small country, which lives in the shadow of