Take a walk along the waterfront for windows to the soul of the city. Think about the passage of Seine in Paris, the Copabana promenade in Rio, and the Esplanade of the Charles River in Boston. Or, a ribbon of almost 14 miles called Lambra in Montevid, the capital of Uruguay.
La Lambra, one of the longest sidewalks in the world, is the glittering riverbank Rio de la plata, past beaches, wine bars, purple broses Jakaranda trees, statues and sculptures, soccer games, yerbamaté. I was involved in a conversation over the cup.
As the Northern Hemisphere trembles in the cold, you may notice some of the large -scale movements of local people who put foldable chairs into promenade.
Promenade sewn socially and geographically the various parts of Montevid, a city of about 1.3 million people. On top of that, you will find Uruguay people from all social groups. As Natalia Jinchuku, the author and author of Montevid, explained to me, it is a “thermometer of the city.”
My own thermometer was soaked and my imagination was so exciting, so in order to enhance my spirit with my lambra, Montevid, a city that fuses flowers in the old world and modernism, in early winter. I planned a long weekend.
A place where friends gather
On the morning of Friday, I departed from a home -based palladium business hotel at the edge of the fashionable Positos district, and to the urban jewel in a park urban area in the west of several miles along Lambra. I headed.
The red and white striped promenade runs between the busy roads, Rio de La Plata, a wide waterway that separates Uruguay and Argentina. The road follows the axis of the west east, and the name changes when the name from the Capro area in the northwest of the old town to the east high -end carrosco area. The most popular section is running from the old town to Positos.
To the west of Lambra, I saw a yacht shaking outside the yacht club Uruguayo before century. The woman sat on a small hill with grass, and young children were sitting in young children. Two friends on the bench seemed to be deeper in conversation over bread and strawberries. The couple sip the mate, which is a common caffeine drink in South America from the same metal straw. Near the busy skateboard park, I passed several food trucks, including soybean Pepel Raidela Staritas (translation inducing chuckle: the king of fried bread). In Praya de Ross Positos, a hand -naked man played soccer on sand. I stopped in front of the granite plaque, read “Sonnet to Sonnet” by Uruguay's poet, Juana de Ibaluwrow, and moved to the last stanza that compared palm trees into eternal hometown.
Park Rod, the destination of my lamble foot, is an amusement park, a lake that can rent a paddle boat, a “castle” that houses a library for small children, the National Visual Arts Museum, and the modest flea market. There is. I happened in a small square with a bench that sounded a octagonal water fountain. Both tiles are decorated with Arabesque design reminiscent of the Middle East. I rested on the bench, enjoyed the atmosphere of the tile, became hot under the naked feet, and the winter wind was in the United States.
Search for “outdoor gallery”
Rambra links another architectural style with a heritage and park area. Due to many statues and other art works, he is a provisional candidate on the List of UNESCO's World Heritage Series.
Lambra describes the country, the present, and the future of the country. Urug Iron's artist and writer Gustavo Remedy said that Promenade tends to “fall apart.” Marcello Figueredo, the author of the non -fiction book “Rambla”, who looks at the passage of the waterfront in detail, says to me that Promenade is “both limits and escape” and it is a border between Monte Video and other worlds. I said.
When I returned to the street of the city, I headed to the neighborhood of Positos. Lane like a wandering garden is rich in architecture. Art Deco, Venetian and Oriel windows, red roof contrasting lines and curves. A glimpse of the hand -drawn floor tiles, I enjoyed lemon tart and cortado in a small sun, sniffing caramel sugar from the open door of Camomila.
On my way back to La Lambra, I stopped at a small used store, 3B Bueno Bonito Ballat (good and cute). Although it was narrow and cluttered, I found some jewelry, such as a pink bolero embroidered with trees, orange yellow and blue flowers.
Immediately below the street, Dali, a kitchen bar and a tapas restaurant, turned his eyes on the catchphrase, saying, “There is nothing as surreal as in reality.” ? When the singing waitress delivered red, yellow and green drinks, it was blasted by the speaker. Everyone participated and closed the lyrics. The waitress also provided one card of tarot reading using a deck replica created by the deck salvador dali. I drew a magician. She told me, if I believed in my power, I told me to clarify my dream. And I thought I just stopped for the drink.
Following the smell of hot steaks that can be baked
You can't go to Montevid without smoke from many steak houses and Paris in the city and without burning meat on a wooden fire. Many of the scents are made in Liverpool and come from a port market, a restaurant and bar maze in a hall with a roof of the cremated iron, which was shipped to Uruguay in the 1860s.
The market between Lambra and the old town will take a walk west to the west from the hotel along a bending promenade. Therefore, when I left on Saturday, I sold it with a plan to pass through the street and regenerate shortcuts to promenade. In the market.
Near the city center, I was glad to discover Uruguay people who are practicing tango movements for improvised audience named after the engineers who proposed Rambra to the city in 1922. The browsed table displaying local art and handmade jewelry appears along the main street of major pedestrians connecting the old town and Rambra.
Then I heard the sound of Candombe, the style of Afro Uruguay's music coming from the side road. A man decorated with white and blue, and a woman wearing a white turban appeared. The man hit the drum, and the woman shook the flowing white skirt back and forth toward the rhythm. Candombe is ubiquitous among Montevideo's carnival running from January to March.
Eventually, I arrived at the port market. This is called “Lambra” author, Figeledo, called a “smoke -filled temple.” Meat is certainly a market god, but even vegetaries will feel WE respect. The diner sits in a bar from the elbow in a bar that sounds a grill under a gorgeous iron arch, and the sun is filtered through the skylight. In a space like a cathedral, it was difficult to convey the difference between indoors and outdoors.
Celebration of sand
After recording more than 50,000 steps in two days, I decided to relax in the Lambra section along with the heel Pun Takarrettas Area.
BACO Vino Y Bistero topped local goat cheese with a national wine, Urug Eitan Nato, and tried Crustini. Dark red wine with rich fruits packs tannins with tannins.
Returning to La Lambra, high -speed cafeteria -style high -speed restaurants, cafeteria style, full of delicacies like mushrooms, galician squid, and original, flavored pumpkin pionono. I couldn't resist checking ARTICO, an agent restaurant. Cream cheese, arugula, peppers, onions, black olives are all sold at weight.
La Lambra was full -fledged. It was a weekend before the Uruguay election, and the celebration atmosphere was expanding. Music sounds from under the canopy, and the politicians from all aspects handed over to passers -by. When they passed, the car screamed. Everyone waved and smiled.
On the beach, people played soccer and volleyball, and vendors sold cotton sweets and sugar -pickled apples and sold their friends. I put a towel on the sand, peeled off the dress, revealed a high -exposure dress I bought at Positos, and got the best place in the Montevid outdoor living room.
