Campbellgates in Uruguay

I am embarassed to admit this- I just realized that "primavera' means "spring" in Spanish. I really should know this. But, now I do because yesterday was the first day of spring. Yes. Spring. Living in the Southern Hemisphere freaks me out a bit. When we arrived, we laughed at people in their big puffy coats and scarves, coming from 100+ temperatures. It was so refreshing to be in 60 and windy, and I wore sandals (because all of my shoes were in boxes we couldn't unpack yet) and people thought I was crazy and had cold feet.  Then, a few weeks later, we adjusted. The humidity, usually between 80-99.999 % was starting to wear on us. I bought a big scarf and wore it daily. Marieka bought a big puffy coat. We always had the heat on, and complained about the chill in the air. Winter in August. WHAT? So now, September 21 is the first day of Primavera. I see some flowering trees blooming, it doesn't get below 50 at night and I don't use my huge scarf everyday......

 When we first arrived, a friend said "I have so many keys, I feel like a prison warden." Truer words have never been said. We have around 10 keys to manage our modest house. There are 2 keys for the front gate, 2 keys for the back gates and another key for the "service area" gate (laundry, extra rooms, storage.). Then there are keys for the doors, the parilla *bbq*, and then a mysterious amount of keys for unknown uses. Keys I know what to do with Keys I was given that I have no idea what to do with You will notice these keys are not keys like we have in the States, or even in China. They are ancient looking long handled keys that can often fit in a lock 2 ways, and only 1 way works. Yesterday, Rob taught me how to tell which side stays up (the slight bend in the front wings). I have also color coded the keys so I know which goes to what (white goes to front door because of "t". Well, it makes sense to me...) The keys have caused me a lot of trauma, to be...