03/29/2001
  Young - URUGUAY
  S 32°37    W 57°21
  + 108

A sleepless night and a day spent in a huge estancia's fields. As you wanted, we're inland, in the north of Uruguay.

Yesterday night, we were in a trendy restaurant of Montevideo. The young people here have a very European look, the fashion's the same here. As for us, we still wear the same clothes, Playlife's... did you notice ? We eat a lot before waiting the bus that will take us to the country's center, at 00.30 am.

To avoid her the tiredness of the next two days, we prefer that Nicole stays at home in her bed. We leave her in the sweet hands of Magda and her mother. On the menu, soups and small macaronis, we're quite sure she'll be ok when we come back.

In the Tres Cruces bus terminal, we meet many travelers with big suitcases, followed by their families. We leave our luggage in Montevideo, taking with us only the instruments to stay in touch with you, Virtual ! Once in the bus, stuck between two chairs, we look for an (uncomfortable) position to sleep. Aleko reads 'Le Monde', dated from two days ago. It's 3 am. The Car@van travels under an Uruguayan starry night.

At 4.35 am, we finally arrive in the small village of Young. It's very dark with some fog, we're like somnambulists. Waiting for meeting Raffael, we collapse on the small benches of the travel company.

Here comes Malena's brother, with a beard and big blue eyes. It seems like we had known him for a long time: after a big hug and a few jokes, he tells us about today's program. But, between Spanish and sleep, we agree without understanding half of what he says.

Raffael leaves for Montevideo. He lets us his car, a small rusty pick-up, telling that someone is waiting for us in the nearest Shell gas station. But here, there is nobody and we sleep where we can: in the car, on a table, on the ground. The sun raises with a small headache. At 7.00 am, a white truck skids in front of us; it's our contact: "Hi, I'm Jaime, the vet !"

We follow the strong and nice man to his office. He tells us about the situation: "Malena told me about your project, I'll take you to visit her family's estancia and the cattle I'm taking care of."

Theo and Marco go with Jaime, as Vale and Aleko try to follow them with the old red pick-up. We finish by lose each other at a crossroads in the fog. Aleko drives 40 kilometers too far and comes back: the car finally meet on the top of a hill.

The sky is now blu and the day will be great !

Continue to read and click on the picture...

The wind put the clouds away. Our sleep vanishes as we see the huge meadows.

We take an old track, crossing proud gauchos, with hat and poncho, galloping fast.

Married with a veterinary, 5 children, Jaime tells us about the thousands of cows he's taking care of. Even if each one of them has a number, he has to remember each one's specificity.

We enter in the 'Macarena' estancia. There are 7.000 cows around, and 2.000 milky cows. This estancia is the country's biggest milk producer. Between the pines, poplars and eucalyptus (the farm also exploits wood), we drive on the property's 13.300 hectares, enjoying a cow's different phases of life. Here, everything's organized in zones, from the birth to the end.

We are told that about 30 calves are born every day. We're lucky: a cow is now having a baby ! Two gauchos come to help the animal, one is enlarging the opening as the other one takes out the baby.

We'll call him Valerio !

It's really great to attend a birth. Click on the photo and live it with us !

Attention ! Some images are quite hard for emotional persons...

We go to Don Esteban estancia. Beautiful pink house built in 1880 - one of the oldest farms in the country ! -, it has belonged to the same family since 4 generations. We are warmly welcomed in the patio.

For lunch, we are sat next to some of the estancia's personalities: teachers, vet, sellers. Nine men around the table and only one girl: Valeria. At one end is sat our host, Juan Miguel, descendant of the Secco de Souza, a very big Uruguayan family.

We have lunch with crystal glasses and silver knives, forks and spoons. The men talk about the 50.000 daily liters of milk, sold to Parmalat, an international firm; about the excellent meat for babies sold to Plasmon, another big company. Lost in the far Uruguay, we feel like being in the heart of the international markets.

 

Unlike in Europe, there is no mad cow cases in South America.

But Brazil and Argentina have a lot of problems with foot and mouth disease. Uruguay, standing between the two countries, seems not to have been contaminated yet.

The country has more than 10 millions cows and the epidemic is very contagious.

Juan Miguel has therefore decided to insure his cattle.

 

It's our last week-end in South America, and you are deciding about our next stopover on the voting form !

We disconnect the modem to have a delicious Uruguayan steak.

We'll see you on Chat on Sunday, 22 pm GMT. (By the way, any English speaking person is warmly welcomed !!!)

This week-end, we'll realize the most voted choice: a crazy night in Montevideo.

Un beso.

The Team

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