"All our bags are packed, we're ready to go..." Mike is a miracle worker when it comes to packing.
The van was so tightly packed that our seats were all the way forward and tilted a bit. We had a wardrobe closet, microwave, water heater, 2 desks, fans, suitcase full of tools, and I don't know what else.
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| Mike called me and said, "Don't pack a suitcase, there isn't room!" I packed my blue backpack instead. |
We drove back up to the Melo area to deliver some furniture and fix apartments.
Our first destination was the small city of Fraile Muerto (Dead Friar!).
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| Uruguay is about as big as Utah. Fraile Muerto is the red balloon. Melo is above Fraile Muerto. We live in Montevideo. |
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| We found a nice little picnic area on our way through a small town. Not too cold today either! |
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| I think this used to be a train stop. |
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| These rural communities are very clean. I was very impressed. Some outlying areas of Montevideo are very trashy and dirty. |
On our long drive I had fun facetiming with Candiss and her kids.
I was able to give them a facetime tour of some of the little towns of Uruguay.
I even connected with Laura and Julie at Bear Lake for a short amount of time.
I contemplated the complexity, yet simpleness of being able to connect
visually and vocally with my kids while I am in the countryside of rural Uruguay
and they are in the rural parts of Utah. I count my blessings!
We delivered our furniture and put together fans and desks.
I left some homemade chocolate chip cookies with them.
We took off to Melo about 45 minutes away and arrived
safely at our hotel around 8 pm.
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