30 July 2008

Is It Too Late To Change My Answer?

No sooner do I confess that my dream vacation is to go on a bicycle tour -- preferably of Europe, but anywhere will do really -- than Tony* points to me, like a beacon of insight from the ether, and says: That’s not what you want. You want to go to Uruguay.

What’s more? He’s right. I am now all about it.

Uruguay, I dream of your faded rose that is Montevideo, your countryside that still operates by the dictum of the old way, and your secluded shorelines, overrun as they may be with expat hippies.

*Because, you know, Anthony Bourdain and I are totally on a nickname basis.

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