“Ahh, I’m hungry. It must be time to get up. Yep, I can see light at the end of my burrow.”
It’s early morning in central Uruguay and it seems to have the makings of a fine autumn day. The sun is beginning to break the chill of the night and the early birds have already feasted upon their worms. The countryside is reminiscent of a yin-yang with the eastern sunlit slopes contrasting the shadows of the west. Shades of green and beige are intertwined in forest and field stretching as far as the eye can see. Well, the human eye that is. As far as our hero can see, would not be nearly as far due to the fact that his head lies only about five centimetres from the ground and his eyesight is so bad that he’s thinking about getting glasses.