I moved from Italy to Uruguay almost three years ago. What nobody tells you about moving countries is that your kitchen habits are the last thing to change. You can swap your language, your commute, your timezone ( well, not by much, Italy and Uruguay are close ). But the way you
I have been working remotely for over five years now. Not from a hip coworking space in Lisbon with oat milk lattes. From my apartment in Montevideo, sometimes in pajamas, sometimes with mate at 10 AM because that is what everyone else does here. Nobody tells you the actual downsides.
I did not plan to care about Tannat. I walked into a wine shop in Montevideo, asked for something local, and walked out with a bottle that tasted like someone set fire to a plum orchard. I have been drinking it ever since. Tannat is Uruguay's grape. Not
Moving to Uruguay as an Italian speaker should have made learning Spanish easy. It didn't. For two years I translated everything in my head like a human API proxy, and it was exhausting. The Translation Trap Here's what happens when you learn a language as an
I moved to Uruguay and fought mate for the first two months. Not the taste ( that I actually liked ). The ritual. The sharing. The fact that everyone carries a thermos and a gourd like it's a third limb. I thought coffee was enough. I was wrong. Mate isn&