Hola Chicos,

The other day, while reading a fitness magazine, I heard this melody out side our front patio. Sorta like an ice cream man truck. I was a little surprised when I looked outside to see a man on a bike sharpening knives. I had to make a mad dash for my digital camera to capture him in action.

This man contributes to the charm of living in a small country. Where people still walk to work and kids still walk to school without their parents and SUVS. Where you’ll see old people strolling the streets for exercise not in a gym hogging up the cardio machines, and milk and bread still gets delivered to your home. Uruguay sorta reminds me of life in the 1950’s in Europe. Although, I can’t really speak from experience, but I have seen many vintage 1950’s movies based in Europe.

Of course, there are the cons of living in a charming “old school” country. That, I’d rather talk about when I am in one of my “dark places”.

I can’t imagine this Knife Sharpening man to make profit from his business, maybe he does it cause its something he enjoys to do or to keep him busy. Or maybe he does it for some supplemental income.

Most of the artisan offerings are fairly in-expensive here, so as I mentioned on my previous post, having such businesses is for pure passion and not profit.

The next time I catch the Knife Sharpening man, I’ll get all my beautiful stainless steel chef’s knifes and sets sharpened all at once. I can’t imagine it costing more than ten U.S. dollars.

Here are some pictures of the Knife Sharpening man with his customer and the Flower guy with an old lady customer.

The Knife Sharpening Man and His Customer

The Knife Sharpening Man chatting with his customer and puppy

A Flower Guy that comes around our street as well

Ciao

O