Have you ever heard “A Hard Day’s Night” sound like easy listening in a smooth jazz club? The kind where you can imagine smoke curling up towards the ceiling, where the brightest lights in the room are shining on a girl, likely wearing red lipstick?
What about the iconic Lennon/ McCartney song Blackbird turned into a classical guitar instrumental?
Then there’s a commercial break, all in Spanish. When the music comes back, it’s a laid-back song you could imagine hearing on the beach of Mexico, with Spanish lyrics, and a Latin beat, but it feels like there’s a bit of a French influence - either accordion or violin, I can’t tell.
To say el radio publica de Montevideo is an eclectic mix is an understatement.
Somehow it mostly fits together though.
I sit in the sunshine looking out on the Montevideo skyline and I write. According to customs, I’m just a tourist, but man… the appeal of being a digital nomad only in need of good wifi to work is quickly taking over my thought process.
Early in the morning I drink my coffee with a chorus of barking dogs in the background. There’s a big park across the street, and it feels like the whole neighborhood takes a morning walk, and the dogs need to greet all of their friends. Or something.
It’s almost annoying, but not quite. They stop just in time.