Unlike previous days, on el domingo few businesses were Abierto. However Sunday brough la ferias.
La feria Pocitos. This feria ha tenido mostly clothes for women and children. A bit of food, and few sights. There had to be better. Thus began the trek to the much recommended Feria de Tristan Narvaja.
The mid day sun is a bit intense, and may explain the hours the locals keep. Unlike more strictly tropical places, the locals don't seem to be too synchronized but strong patterns of movement are becoming clear.
The arbol tarde thinks spring has just now started with its tiny purple flowers.
Tree prison
Possible technical parked in front of the estacion de transformacion?
Slugbug
The irony of the intense mid day sun. The lillies which were so vivid to the eyes are muted to the camera.
El Zoo municipal.
Turning onto La Avenida Gran Riviera we get thick shade from the sycamore trees.
Outlet Banos & Ceramicas, por su vasos sanitarias.
Cyberinterweb, I have no idea where the sycamores stop.
First pink elephant to hit my eyes sober.
First exhibitor encountered in la Feria Tristan. Holy shit the crowd and the exhibitors. Ventured about seven blocks deep into the feria acquiring some sort of fried biscuits stuffed with carne y pollo and a local hat which has yet to be determined if leather or some sort of vinyl. More pictures of la feria will wait until further adventures with company because of practical reasons.
Returning from la feria commie droppings were spotted.
The view across the street from the EU mission to Uruguay. The Papal mission is nearby.
So posh,1 the Argentine embassy's neighborhood is not quite so posh. 
Cause of fall, unknown.
The sycamore's just won't quit.
- Except the sidewalks here were in the worst condition encounted in Uruguay so far. The rational behind the Uruguayan sidewalk is becoming clear. The surface is a collection of ~20-30 cm concrete tiles, which are replaceable when damaged or detached. [↩]