Raised in a provincial English family, Uruguay was one of those countries that was impossible to place on a map, only knowing that it was somewhere in South America. First appearing on my horizon when the football team didn't concede against us in the tournament of our finest hour, more than fifty years later this enigmatic land let in a foreigner.
My first visit to this part of the world, I was struck by Montevideo’s European feel, laced with a very Latin influence. An open, friendly and unashamedly patriotic place, it scores high in all significant rankings for democracy, peace and freedom. Striving hard to assimilate all senses, I discovered a nation of immediacy yet subtle hidden contradictions in the shadow of its not so long ago dictatorship.