A Year in Uruguay

Our apartment is 10 stories up, so it's unusual to see things pass at balcony level, but this afternoon a glider sailed by. The "pilot" was down on the beach with a radio controller while the plane soared above. He was able to ride the wind for a long time, chasing seagulls and making the glider fly in loops. Eventually he landed it right at his feet.

Labels: sports, Uruguay