Ñandu

Allen has a fascination with the nandu. They look like an ostrich but they are smaller, 2/3 the size of an ostrich. Today we drove from Salto to Tacuraembo. I was not watching the google map route that Allen put in and we followed the road signs so we missed the route that would have taken us by the Elvis museum. It's not really Elvis, his name is Carlos Gardel. He is the most famous tango singer in these parts. It's just one of the Uruguay/Argentina wars.
It worked out okay though, because we saw some great scenery. We had to stop every time we saw ñandu birds. One of them had about 20 babies with him. The babies were the size of a small turkey with long legs. Just googled the ñandu and it is the male that sits on 10-60 eggs and then raises the chicks.
We were on the road for 5 hours and only saw another car every 20-30 minutes. About 1/2 of the one lane bridges were on blind corners! They have a rule that the car in the lane going towards Montevideo has the right of way. It seems to work. There were also lots of vacca (cows) and horses in the fields. It was interesting to see the fields go from tan to green when we crossed over some hills. It was like there was an imaginary line. Brown prairies on one side and totally green with trees and grass and shrubs on the other.
I think we must have a little flu bug. Allen was not feeling good yesterday and I had a super bad headache this afternoon.
As far as food goes, I am entertaining restaurant owners when I order a cafe con leche and one vasso of heilo. Then I pour the coffee over the ice. The cafe's that do sell iced coffees make them with ice cream. Iced coffee sure does taste good. Allen is enjoying his Pilsen.
Off to Minas tomorrow. That will be a longer driving day, about 6 hours. 7 if we have to stop and watch every ńandu that Allens spots!