Posts Tagged ‘Montevideo’

"It sounded a band bossanovian Uruguay-Brazilian, and whiskey and roast ran from one table to another in an atmosphere of border fraternities and imported beers."

Montevideo in summer is a city as flat as a field under a blue sky. It is the summer solitude of the rural environment brought to the concrete streets, in whose lethargic afternoons the birds sing, the groups of friends stationed on the sidewalks drink mate and walk, with enough parsimony and calm, dogs, some cats and some long-legged birds that I haven't managed to find out their names yet.

The first time I got on a bus in Montevideo, my heart went back twenty years, thirty, forty, sonaba “In the army now”, it sounded with all its load of surrender, defections, impeccably harmonized litanies and chords.