Our last week in Montevideo began with Easter. We decided to spend the gorgeous morning in "El Cemeterio de Buceo", one of the city's oldest and and most ornate cemeteries located on a wonderful bluff along the Rambla and Rio de la Plata. We went early for Uruguay, around 10 a.m., but the flower vendors outside the large arched entrance were ready for the slow parade of living relatives that would come throughout the day to visit loved ones...
Take a walk with us on one of our last looks at life in Montevideo...
Leandra carried some fresh holidays flowers...
The towering outer wall was filled with sarcophagi, some pristine, some decrepit, but life and time keeps going by just outside the gardens...
We stopped for a photo in front of the Policeman's Mausoleum...
And another of a deceased bombero, a fireman carrying an infant from danger...
After a long slow amble, reminiscing about our year in Uruguay, we came close to the caretakers quarters, where, apparently, some branches are not so sacred that they don't still have some practical purposes...
And, neither did some old tombstones, now forgotten or replaced, their fragments being used as stepping stones...
And then we left...
Take a walk with us on one of our last looks at life in Montevideo...
Leandra carried some fresh holidays flowers...
The towering outer wall was filled with sarcophagi, some pristine, some decrepit, but life and time keeps going by just outside the gardens...
We stopped for a photo in front of the Policeman's Mausoleum...
And another of a deceased bombero, a fireman carrying an infant from danger...
After a long slow amble, reminiscing about our year in Uruguay, we came close to the caretakers quarters, where, apparently, some branches are not so sacred that they don't still have some practical purposes...
And, neither did some old tombstones, now forgotten or replaced, their fragments being used as stepping stones...
And then we left...
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