San Antonio de Areco is a concentrate of everything that makes Argentina a good place to be: a flawless blue sky, a panoply of parillas, an endless green horizon, morning horse-riding, afternoon mate & pastafrola, evening jogging, beret-covered rugged gaucho faces chilling beneath giant plane trees, jasmin smell mixing with jacaranda colours, old-style bikini shops, ancient dusty bars (#pulperias) taking you on a time trip to the period when gauchos swirled village beauties to the rhythm of Argentine zamba. Time stops. Lungs opens up. Batteries recharge. The sweetness of doing nothing. Buenos Aires seems far away.
Pour faire simple, c'est le petit bled mignon tranquilou pour couper avec BA. Ya pas grand chose a foutre si ce n est profiter du decor, des vieux bars sympas et des chevaux.
On force pas, c est le panard. La estancia CINACINA est ideale, s etale sur 40hectares et a 2 pas du centre ville.
Bonsoir dodo
Making friends
Tokyo in its most exotic version
Feels like Provence
Thomas showing off with his new T-shirt
About the impossibility to find a beer during siesta time
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