Change of countries

We have now moved north and changed countries again, from big Argentina to tiny Uruguay with only 3 million inhabitants. Here we have two different homes the coming 10 days before a final stop in Buenos Aires. We will be happy to come back to Bs As, even if it is just for 48 hours, as there are sooo many places to eat and shops to look in still. We will do our best, but the museums unfortunately will have to wait for another year as we did not have time.

The last few days in Bs Aires we have visited some markets, 

done a very cool grafitti tour which have changed the way we look upon tags 

and covered many many quadras. Pity we don't have any stepometers, but I am quite sure that the daily brownie with dulce de leche is burnt within a few hours. We also picked up another Swedish parental leave family in the playground. Having dinner with strangers you just met a few hours ago - something you would never do in Stockholm...

In the very early cab yesterday morning we said to eachother that it is amazing how smooth this trip has gone, like on rails! Well, that was about to get tested after we got out of the boat a few hours later in Montevideo. Then Justus realized that his drivers licence that he for safety reasons removed from his wallet still was very still safe hidden in our apartment in Buenos Aires. So was mine as I tend to avoid driving south of Holland. The rental car company in Montevideo did not want to rent out a car without a drivers licence, and Justus and Junia were already on their way back to the harbour to go back to Buenos Aires when they eventually agreed on that if we could get a fax sent with a copy that very day, and then the little piece of plastic sent later, we would get the car... Luckily a fantastic friend of the owners had a spare key and mercy for us, and a few hours (plus an additional hour in order to repair a broken seatbelt...) later we were on our way! We arrived to our final destination 22h instead of early afternoon, the last 10 minutes driving on a dirt road as we are literally living in the middle of a kohage. It was not the happiest campers if we say so. But coming to a beautiful old farm house, with a fridge and cookie jar filled just for us, lifted our moods. Home exchange is fantastic! One day waking up by the party in Palermo Soho, downtown Buenos Aires, the next by the parrots living in thr tree outside our bedroom window.