Montevideo: in the footsteps of Jane's bisabuelo
June 17th 2011 We arrived in Montevideo in the rain. There was a melee at the taxi rank, but round the corner we picked up a cab that was dropping off a passenger at the entrance to the ferry terminal. In front of us loomed a grey stone edifice with a tower on one side, darkly reminiscent of Lang's Metropolis.
We stepped off the dark gleam of the street, back into Paris. The Plaza Fuerte has high ceiling
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