The Paradox Of Uruguay—You’d Believe It’s Europe If It Weren’t For The Third World Prices

The Paradox Of Uruguay—You’d Believe It’s Europe If It Weren’t For The Third World Prices

There are no bars on the windows here, and people don’t use car alarms. When you walk up to the crosswalk, the traffic stops to let you pass, and the drivers are courteous to one another…I don’t hear horns. Bicycles are on the sidewalk unattended. When I cleared customs, the immigration officer in charge was a woman. Local men are wearing shorts, and tall fair-skinned people can pass for natives. This can’t be Latin America...