Dr. Tristan Narvaja St., lined with as many sycamore trees as book and antique shops, normally represnts an escape from the city in the middle of downtown Montevideo. Rounding the corner from Ave. 18 de julio, the capital's always-busy main thoroughfare, to Tristan Narvaja, as it is commonly known, the city suddenly becomes quiet, slower-paced and even tranquil. In fact, it's not uncommon to find oneself, in what would normally be a busy day, suddenly spending hours meandering up and down both sides of the street, browsing through stacks of books and antiques, and sipping coffee with merchants. Every Sunday, though, this street bustles with life, transforming itself into the center of one of Montevideo's largest outdoor markets. With everything from socks to snakes, cantaloupe to chanaliers, the enitre city seems to converge on this narrow street in hopes of finding what for one will be trash and for another, treasure.
Sunday, April 6, 2008
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I'm enjoying each chronicle so much. The activities in which you are engaged are so interesting. The city sounds so inviting. Have to think about that as a trip but cannot promise. The Allens bought a different house and are across town from us now. Stephanie is working at Children's Hospital. Fantastic and the Lady Vols are national champs again. We're invited to a wedding in Manaus, Brzil in October--our godchild. Can't you just imagine the gleam in my eye with you there, too. Go up stock market!
Love, Miss Bev
I totally agree: Go up stockmarket, so you and Mr. Jack can come down!!! Glad to hear all is well with you and everyone else. Besos, Rebbecca
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