La Florista

Avenida Federico Lacroze

Tienda de flores

con Alicia

For three weeks i

was 'la florista' 

while 'el florista' was

somewhere in

Uruguay having a

holiday.

Long hours for

not much pay, but

met lots of cool

people and practiced

'mi lamentable hablar

castellano'. They were

very kind and patient with me and it turns out that

 lots could speak English....better than my Spanish.

Once a week i would take colectivo 59(along with all the other sleepy commuters at 6am) to the Mercado de Flores, the flower market on the other side of town. Trundling my suitcase with wheels and prepared to haggle for flowers. Well, in theory. Turns out when they spoke rapidly to me i would go into shell shock and forget all the words i was trying to say. Anyway, i managed to fill up the suitcase with an assortment of blooms that i hoped would sell, and catch bus 59 back again.