Monday 31st October
Arriving fresh and ready to go, we landed at Esezia Airport at 9am. We have a cheat sheet of what you should do, and that includes changing your money at the airport. We would also add that you pre-book or arrange a taxi to pick you up from the airport from your hotel or accommodation, as they charge set fares somewhere in the region of USD $30-40.
Not knowing this information in advance, we swiftly headed for the taxi rank – and then one hour, one ripoff (USD $70) taxi ride later, we arrived at our Airbnb accommodation. The journey wasn’t entirely fruitless – we learned from our taxi driver that we ought to try Medialunas, a sort of glazed croissant (we did end up eating a lot of these) for breakfast or with coffee; and that we should avoid the Bife de Chorizo, which apparently was “small”. We were hosted opposite the antiques market in Palermo, in a lovely studio with a balcony – perfect for a week exploring the city, and from one of its incredible districts.
We had our first lunch at a cute café around the corner, and sat outside. We had our first try of medialunas, this first time with ham and cheese; and some tacos that were delicious. We then set off for a wander around our local area, heading down Thames (not the river) and seeing the shops around there, before ending up in the bustling Plaza Italia. Heading further east still, we wandered past the rose gardens, and they were beautiful from the outside view we had – the park is closed on Mondays L. We then headed home, having thought up lots of plans wandering round this part of the city, and had an intense Googling session discovering a lot, and marking it all down on our pristine map.
One recommendation in our local area directed us to La Mezzetta, a 20-minute walk from the apartment. We pointed our feet in that direction, mouths already watering at the thought of the Argentinian style pizza that we were keen to try. The place is a real local joint, with rapid service, locals stood everywhere (there are limited seats), and faded pictures on the wall. At the till, we ordered incredible empanadas while we waited for the Fugazzeta. Every time we saw a slice appear we glanced at each other, a worried look of “HAVE YOU SEEN THE SIZE OF JUST ONE SLICE” passing between us. Our turn came, and the entire pizza we ordered was carefully tied up in a box. The chef raised his eyebrows at us when we claimed the giant pizza box. We hurried home, the (extremely heavy) box of sin burning in our hands.
A quick note here, unless you really don’t have a clue about portion size, do not order the entire thing. A slice will suffice. Seriously. Fugazzetta is a stuffed cheese, onion and oregano pizza that is pretty much a block of cheese per slice.
One heart attack and only three slices (in total, definitely not each!) later, and we promptly fell asleep, the cheese working its way round our arteries.
Tuesday 1st November
We had earmarked today for a much needed lie in and planning day, and helpfully this was the only day it rained during our 2 week trip. We got out our map and our pen and spent a productive couple of hours marking up the map with restaurants, bars and places we wanted to visit, using our Time Out guidebook and the internet. It was hassle but totally worth it. After that we made the use of gym in our apartment complex (for the only time in the holiday) and managed a slice each of last night’s pizza for a healthy lunch. When the rain stopped in the early afternoon we headed out to continue our organisation day.
First stop was finding our closest SUBE stop. We successfully purchased a SUBE card (like an oyster card) from a kiosk for 35 pesos, and managed to work the machines at the station to top our cards up with a few pesos. We found many stations didn’t have working top up machines, so worth putting some money on these when you find them! Trips all cost $7.50 pesos so the SUBE is a great way of getting around – just a shame there aren’t more stops!
We headed South on the SUBE to Retiro, where the bus station was. Retiro was an experience. It is home to the biggest shanty town in Buenos Aires and was the only area in the whole of Buenos Aires that made us feel a bit wary. Certainly not a reason not to go there if you need to, but just make sure you have your wits about you and don’t flash valuables. We had to go there to purchase our bus tickets for Mendoza – there is an airport there, but unfortunately this was closed during our trip. The buses are a good way to get around Argentina, and the overnight bus to Mendoza takes about 13 hours. The seats recline, and you are served meals so it’s a bit like being on a plane. We had had a look online and knew the approximate times we wanted to travel and which bus companies did the route we wanted. We managed to find the ticket hall, where there are literally 100 different stalls. We found an Andesmar terminal and got the tickets we needed which cost $282USD for two people return. NB – they do not accept dollars, but one of the international bus ticket vendors exchanged some money for us at a decent rate.
Next stop was the Port, so we could purchase ferry tickets to head to Uruguay later in the week. The boat journey is only an hour and it seemed like a great way to explore a corner of Uruguay. There are two ferries’ that go to Colonia, Busquebus and Seacat. Seacat was a much cheaper option, approx. $150 USD for two people return, and they did accept USD dollars.
Pleased with our admin day, we decided to reward ourselves with coffee and cake, and we headed to Café Tortoni. This is very popular with tourists (rightly so), and we had to queue for about 15 mins. It is a brasserie style café that was established 1858 and the décor, inspired by Parisian cafes – is beautiful. We ordered café con leche, 3 medialunas and our first alfajores (biscuits sandwiched together with dulce du leche and covered in chocolate). It was a perfect pit stop to reenergise.
We headed home for a quick shower and change, then headed out to La Catedral for a tango lesson. We knew we wanted to try tango, but didn’t want to go to a really expensive tourist show. After checking out trip advisor, we decided to try La Catedral, a ‘bohemian, vegetarian’ venue, that was supposed to be great on Tuesday nights. We got there about 8:15pm, and paid $100 pesos each for a lesson and entrance. Bearing in mind the tourist shows cost $250USD per person, this felt like a bargain. (I realise the mix on dollars and peso is confusing, it was for us too!!) We watched the 8pm lesson with some ridiculously cheap red wine to build up our courage. Our instructor was super, though he didn’t speak much English we got the steps pretty quickly and I was very impressed at Rob’s dancing ability. After our lesson we had some more wine and a giant empanada, and watched the 10pm lesson. If I was to go again I would do the 10pm lesson, as sitting around made us cold and tired! We lasted until about 12:30am, and the band were just setting up. We would have loved to have stayed and practiced our steps but tiredness got the better of us and we headed home to bed.
Wednesday 2nd November
After a light breakfast at home, we jumped on the SUBE to Plaza Indepencia and a short walk later, we were at our destination – Biking Buenos Aires, for their heart of the city cycling tour.
After meeting our fellow travelers and awesome guide Annie, we kitted ourselves out in ridiculous helmets and set off. This four-hour tour started off taking us through the old city (San Telmo), stopping to give us a quick history lesson, and into La Boca, where we saw the stadium (and learned just how much football is in the blood here) and stopped for an explore. While the touristy place that we stopped was great, the best part was getting a lessons in how to prepare and share Mate tea. This intricate ritual is steeped in history, and you really do see a lot of people enjoying the tea, either among friends or alone. Besides that, the bitter tea was great, especially for an English palette! We look forward to continuing to drink this stuff at home, as we bought a gourd, bombilla and yerba mate tea back in London!
We then headed to Puerto Madeira, stopping to view some cool street art concerning the dark history of “The Disappeared”, which did give us a lot of food for thought.
Because the ecological park was closed, we headed along the promenade for lunch, stopping at a sandwich place organised by the tour guides. We ate giant parilla completa (cheese, ham and egg on top of meat) sandwiches, which we could customise with sauces and salads – and get plenty of the crispy chip things! We finished the tour at the Presidential Palace (Casa Rosada), learning about the revolution and hardship that has created this city time and time again. Cycling back to the shop, we were given alfajores that were sweet and delicious.
We headed for drinks afterwards with the other couple who accompanied us our tour, and had some lovely cocktails and G&Ts at a local bar. Afterwards, we wandered to Plaza Dorrego then to Plaza Indepencia, then walked most of the way down the huge 9th July avenue. A short trip home on the SUBE, we opted for dinner out at local barrio grill recommended by our tour guide – a place called Don Niceto Parilla – where we ate our first parilla from the grill, washed down with some cheap wine and accompanied by some rather delicious papas fritas! A perfect example of a brilliant meal without a hefty price tag.
Thursday 3rd November
Bleugh not a fan of an early alarm on holidays! But today was our trip to Colonia, Uruguay. We had been told to get to the port an hour beforehand, which had seemed excessive, but we were glad we listened! We arrived at 7am (!) and joined the queues. I would liken it to checking in for an international flight – your passports are checked and you go through security to your gate, and the whole process did take about an hour. We arrived in Colonia about 9am.
Our first stop was the exchange place where we changed some USD to Uruguayan pesos, then to the tourist office for a map, where a very helpful lady circled some places to look at. We headed to the old town of Colonia.
After the busy hugeness of Buenos Aires Colonia was a refreshing change. It is a beautiful old town, full of winding streets, and much more relaxed than BA. We stopped for a much needed breakfast of coffee, medialunas (the best we had all trip) and some dulce du leche cake. (This was a special deal on the blackboard…otherwise we *probably* wouldn’t have had cake for breakfast.)
We explored the town, then headed out along to the coast, passing through a crafts market. The lady at the tourist office had said there was a 5km walk along the riverbank (though it looks more like the coast as the river is so wide) and we wanted to see if we could make it all the way to the abandoned Moorish bullring (!)
The walk was beautiful, we had no idea Uruguay was so pretty, with sandy beaches along the riverbank. The river was a strange red colour, and there were loads of wild flowers, leading to some lovely photos. We managed to walk the entire 5km and find the bullring, which was strangely sad and very out of place! Although we couldn’t go inside, we walked around the outside then marched back to town and had time for a quick lemonade before making our way back to port for our 4pm ferry (again needing to get there an hour before)! We were quite pleased we managed to do so much in just a few hours and were so glad we decided to make time to go to Uruguay. Certainly not one for if you only have a few days in BA, but if you have the time we highly recommend it.
Back in BA we decided to have a lighter dinner of sushi, and choose Dashi in Barrio Norte (there are a few branches) to try a different area, and it was super! We had amazing langoustines to start and a platter to share. The best part was the wine – Paz, an Argentinian Sauvignon Blanc was amazing. We looked for this everywhere for the rest of our trip with no luck! Our waiter was incredibly helpful and spoke great English, and wrote down his personal BA recommendations for us. After dinner we headed to Gran Bar Danzon for a cocktail. It was a nice bar, but quite pretentious and expensive compared to a lot of places! Still, the cocktails were good and it was a great end to the day.
Friday 4th November
After the previous days’ activities, we had a much needed lie in then headed off to Olsen for brunch; where we had a smorgasbord of incredible Scandinavian sandwiches, followed by what can only be described as a brick of pate accompanied with pretzels. Both were great, and it was nice to take a break from the Argentinian cuisine in such a beautiful setting (it is very much a corner of Scandinavia in the middle of the city!).
We wandered over to Recoleta to the cemetery to see the beautiful tombs and Eva Peron’s (Evita) grave. Morbid as this sounds, the cemetery is very beautiful, quiet despite its’ surroundings and allows you to wander around the rather grand tombs, mausoleums and monuments of Buenos Aires former figures of importance.
Pushing aside the thoughts of how expensive it is to have a giant marble and gold tomb, we wandered through many parks and plazas in the heat, ending at the beautiful rose garden outside of Plaza Indepencia. This really is a highlight of the city, and the photogenic roses and picturesque lakes and ponds can easily keep you occupied for hours. Instagram-ready photos taken, we stayed an hour or so and headed home.
We were recommended to try La Malbecaria (a wine bar in Palermo) for a glass of wine before dinner but found it was booked out for the evening! Determining not to lose face, we had a “Martini” in the loosest sense of the word, then decamped to a craft brew cervezaria (Hipsters rejoice!) for a stout and a G&T.
We arrived at our dinner venue, La Cabrera, where we were escorted through the labyrinth of tables to our little corner. We had booked this earlier on in the week and were glad we did as it was packed! We started with the ubiquitous grilled provolone cheese, this time wrapped in parma ham, and it went down a treat. This was rather swiftly (too quickly for us, can’t tell if its efficient service or table churn) followed by our giant sides of cow that we had ordered, two bone-in ribeyes as big as your face. Worried looks passed between us, we were then attacked by the 20 sides.
NB when people tell you not to bother ordering sides at La Cabrera, don’t. Seriously. We ordered mushroom chips. It was unnecessary, due to the sheer quantity of free sides that you get.
And what incredible sides they were! Sweet, sticky garlic, a giant salad, corn, and many many more items that go perfectly with your steak. They were almost TOO wonderful. We were too excited to take pictures. Sorry.
Feeling full, happy and meat-sleepy, we then rolled home, grateful for the chance to walk some of it off.
Saturday 5th November
Ahhh a much needed lie in and chill day! A relaxing holiday this is not, but we are not ones to sit by a pool for a week without getting bored! After a lie in, we headed back to the café we had found on our first morning for brunch – toast and dulce de leche for me, and a ‘Gringo’ breakfast for Rob, including bacon and eggs. We then headed back to relax by the pool in our Airbnb flat for a couple of hours. This was slightly thwarted by the fact the pool had no water in. Balls. Luckily we were happy just relaxing on sun loungers in the heat and managed to not get burned. Rob didn’t even fall off the sunbed, so success all round!
Later that afternoon we headed into town to see Teatro Colon, another touristy thing we wanted to tick off our list. After a slight confusion where I mixed up the palace and the theatre (oops) we took the pictures we wanted, then wandered up to Plaza Congresso. We walked from here down Avenue Del Mayo to Casa Rosada, where we relaxed and watched the sunset. Then we walked over to Puerto Madero for some dinner. We tried to have dinner in a few different areas but could easily have eaten in Palermo every day! We decided on Mexican food to continue our world food tour, which was average (Rob was most upset by the lack of cheese in his nachos…or baldchos), but the caipirinhas were outstanding. We managed three each and the setting on the waterside was lovely. Puerto Madero is totally different to the rest of BA and it was like being in Singapore or Dubai, so definitely worth a visit.
Sunday 6th November
Another early start but worth it for Phase 2 of our holiday – Iguazu! We got an uber to the airport which was substantially cheaper than the taxi we got on our first day and the flight had no issues. Landing at Iguazu we were on the right side to see the mist rising from the falls, super exciting. We were met at the airport by a taxi we had arranged with our B&B host and headed to Puerto Iguazu. At the B&B, our host John jumped in the car, and took us for a tour of Puerto Iguazu, including a brief stop at a look out point where 3 countries – Argentina, Brazil and Paraguay meet. He also gave us a lecture on the importance of insect repellent, which we took seriously!!
After a quick unpack at the Secret Garden B&B, which was beautiful, we joined John for some iced mate and some cake, before the taxi took us to the falls. We only had 2 days in Iguazu so wanted to make the most of them! We headed to the Argentinian side of the falls, and were in the park by 1pm. We decided to explore as much as possible, and were impressed at the well organised layout of the park with many clear routes you could take. We started off with the green route, and Rob immediately spotted a giant lizard, then we took the red route over the top of the falls, then the lower blue route. It was superb, with lots of one way walkways and many vantage points overlooking the falls, and we couldn’t take enough photos. The pictures honestly don’t do it justice, it is absolutely incredible and about 100 times more impressive than Niagara. We spotted lots of wildlife, including monkeys and some strange raccoon like creatures, both of which steal food, so beware! Also – the butterflies! These are just incredible; it’s like being in a butterfly farm! We just about had time to take the train up to the orange route to see the Devil’s throat falls – the speed and strength of the water is just amazing. We met the taxi back at 6pm, and had a quick shower at the B&B before joining John and the other guests for canapes and his signature, very strong caipirinhas, of which you are only allowed two. We had a lovely time chatting with the other guests – a well-travelled American couple and an English couple that turned out to be from my neck of the woods, which we then joined for dinner at Aqva. We enjoyed the local starter and river fish, though the Milanese was slightly underwhelming.
Monday 7th November
We were wondering whether we should do the Brazilian side of the waterfall or not and after looking at various reviews we decided we would rather spend another full day on the Argentinian side as there was still plenty to see and we didn’t want to waste time (and money!) travelling between the two sites. We opted to take the bus to the falls and used our tickets from the day before which had validated to get half price entry. We were delighted to be told that the island trail and the woodland hike trial were open and we headed straight for the island. Sometimes these are closed when the water levels are too high. The falls looked totally different today, much calmer and less misty so we got an even better view. The island trail was spectacular – the best view of the falls we had. Then we headed back across the island for the wet boat tour where you go ridiculously close to the falls. We were both prepared and stripped down to our swim suits- do this if you can, you get drenched!! After a vague attempt to dry off and reapply sun cream and bug spray we set off to do the 7km round trip hike to a secluded waterfall where we had a snacky lunch. We were disappointed the trail to the bottom of the waterfall was closed as you can swim down there but it was a great walk anyway. Next we took the train back to the Devil’s Throat falls for the eco boat tour – so called because they row not really because they tell you anything about ecology! It was relaxing and nice but certainly not a necessity! We headed home for a shower and more cocktails, this time with a different American couple and of course were talking about the upcoming US election (let’s not go there) and then headed out to El Quicho for dinner which was super. A live band, excellent wine, parilla and our first tasting of a dulce de leche Pam cake (i.e. Pancake). Great dinner! Probably one of the best days of the holiday.
Tuesday 8th November
After an excellent breakfast of pastries, homemade jams, breads and dulce de leche we headed back to the airport for the next leg of our trip. This was to be our day of travel and very bitty! We headed straight from the airport to Oasis in Palermo where we had left our giant suitcase and spent some time switching over some clothes until we were ready for Mendoza. We left most of our bags there and started the somewhat arduous task of finding a working cashpoint and killing 6 hours. We ended up at La Panera Rosa in Palermo with a giant prawn salad and a few coffees. After managing to kill a few hours there we headed back to dangerous Retiro via taxi and jumped on our overnight bus to Mendoza at 8pm.
Wednesday 9th November
The bus journey was great: we were in semi-cama class (Andesmar was the bus operator), which gives you a seat that reclines pretty much all the way back. So that was nice. Much like a plane, you get a blanket, a pillow and crap food. You also receive some not-so-bad wine! Travelling at night with the curtains closed, we reached Mendoza in 13 hours, sleeping well and enjoying stretching out while we travelled. Other than that, the journey was pretty uneventful apart from the bingo conducted entirely in Spanish. We didn’t win, but hazarded a guess at the numbers. It was worth a try as the first prize did seem to be a bottle of wine!
We arrived in Mendoza early on the 9th, and walked the 20 minutes to Hotel Huentala, which was a lovely boutique hotel with a pool, adjoining the Sheraton. It had free apples and wifi in the lobby, which we also liked! However, we were unable to check in early, so we ended up having a quick shower at the pool (unanticipated), and after a much-faffed check in, we headed out to explore the heart of this small city.
The main plaza is yet another Plaza Indepencia (they’re a fan of repeating names out here), a 10-minute walk from the hotel. We then walked in a square around the four mini-plazas surrounding it (Chile, Italy, Spain, and San Martin), which were all unique and beautiful in their different ways. We headed up Avenue Aristides Villanueva towards the General San Martin park. This was definitely where all the cool bars and restaurants were, so we stopped off at Dogxie, a hot dog joint.
We did not have hot dogs. We had Caesar salads that were potentially served in dog bowls, and they were delicious. It was nice to take a break from giant slabs of meat. Accompanying this, and no joke, we consumed a pint of mojito each (happy hour) which was sufficiently boozy to cause a subsequent ice cube fight en route to our next destination: the park.
Wandering round the picturesque park, we settled on the shore of an artificial lake and lazily watched as the rowers skipped across the surface. One of us then fell into a bit of a coma for the afternoon, presumably aided by the pint of mojito, the heat and the lack of sleep from the bus journey. The non-sleeper of us both opted to read in the shade, which was a nice and relaxing way to pass the afternoon.
Dinner that evening was at Anna Bistro. We started with a home-cured gravlax of smoked salmon that was delicious; and we then continued the salads theme by ordering the Roquefort and walnut salad, and Alix had the goats cheese empanada salad, which was sort of like DIY effort. Both were huge, both were lovely, and so was the wine accompanying them.
Thursday 10th November
The following day was wine tour day, the whole reason for going to Mendoza. Via some research we had discovered there were 2 different vineyard areas, one where it was quantity over quality (aimed at Australian backpackers) and one where wines were high quality, which we opted for (Chacras de Coria). If we had more time, we would have done both. Any of our friends that have travelled to Mendoza have talked of cycling between vineyards, selling us on the idea, so we located a bike rental place in the right area with good reviews – Bacchus Bikes.
After a great breakfast at the hotel consisting of pastries, the inescapable dulce du leche and coffee (all about sugar for breakfast) we got a taxi to the area. This was our favourite taxi ride of the trip, the driver told us in Spanish it was a long journey (20 whole minutes!!) and after stopping twice for directions we made it. We couldn’t understand how it so quite difficult to get to the wine area and find a tour, we assumed this was why most tourists came to Mendoza but the hotel couldn’t help much and it obviously wasn’t somewhere people tend to go to! However, the bike shop people were incredibly helpful, giving us a detailed map, recommended winery’s and the best roads for bikes. With helmets and a map, we were on our way!
This was not a good day for my t shirt. Rob, writing this in the 3rd person creepily, got shat on while he went to get a bottle of water (by a bird, just to be clear). But apparently that is a lucky thing! (You, reader, can judge this later). Our first stop was the homely winery of Carmelo Patti, a smiling, charming Italian known for his hand made wines and vivacious persona. And his wines, we can testify, were good. So much so that we took one home (although not from the vineyard, we must confess!).
Our next stop was La Garde vineyard, a giant operation about 5 minutes weave down the road. We had a private tour of the vineyard, and this was followed by an excellent 3 course lunch with a tasting menu out in the vineyard. The starter was empanadas, and the inescapable quinoa salad (IT’S EVERYWHERE), both of which were lovely and accompanied by a nice white wine pairing. The main course was a buttery ravioli effort, and something very nice that we can’t remember. Yet again, the wine pairing was good, this time a quality Malbec that went down smoothly. This was followed by a dessert consisting of a trio of ice creams (one was dulce de leche, predictably delicious) and a dulce de leche pancake and lavender ice cream. The accompanying wines here were a sweet dessert wine that really hit the spot, and a sparkling, bitter rose that was a good palette cleanser.
Possibly slightly drunk we headed off to our third vineyard, via a bumpy uphill road. We arrived at the Niceto vineyard for… another wine tasting. While we waited for the wine tasting we enjoyed some rather delicious bubbles amongst the scenic vines, enjoying the views of the Andes, as you do. The wine tasting that followed was wonderful, entirely in Spanish but with a very accommodative host that explained about the three wines we sampled, and how to drink/sample them properly. I wouldn’t hesitate to recommend the Cadus Malbec blend.
We then headed off back to the bike shop via a final vineyard that we attempted to go into, but were denied (and not because we were drunk! – we were just too late). Further along our leisurely cycle home and a slight incident with a stray dog later, we had planned to down pints of mojito back in Mendoza – however, we actually ended up waiting at a hospital that sort of ruined our plans for the evening! (detail in the cheat sheet).
Friday 11th November
We didn’t do much on this day – our last in sunny Mendoza was a day of basking in the sun at the pool; where we consumed Alix’s “mojitos”. And Robs actual “mojitos”. There was a difference – she accidentally ordered orange juice. We then decided to go and drink pints of mojito at Dogxie, which was a wonderful and relaxing way to end the day. We followed this with burgers at Burgery (!), which hit the spot nicely.
We travelled home via Flechabus, which was actually different to Andesmar in that the seats were uncomfortably crampy (there wasn’t enough foot room for you to stretch out fully) and the food was even crapper than Andesmars’ – a wet chicken Milanese and some boiled-to-death pasta. Nonetheless, it was a safe journey, although we didn’t arrive feeling as refreshed as we would like.
Saturday 12th November
We arrived at the Oasis Hotel in the heart of Palermo about 11:30am. We had been so looking forward to our stay, as it was our last night we had splashed out on a gorgeous hotel and weren’t disappointed. We had our own private terrace that overlooked the pool and the grounds and a huge room – a great location for our last night.
After a quick, much needed freshen up, we headed out for a walk around the market in Armenia square and to the supermarket to pick up some alfajores for friends back home. We had spent some time deciding on what to do today, we felt we’d seen all the tourist things we needed to so were going to focus our energy on eating. One place We had been really keen to try was El Sanjuanino, renowned for having some of the best empanadas in the capital. We took the SUBE into town and had a lovely stroll through Recoleta and found the restaurant easily. It was packed, despite being 3pm but we managed to grab the last table and order four different empanadas. They didn’t disappoint, but surprisingly it was the cheese and onion one that was outstanding, closely followed by carne picante.
After relaxing on our private terrace, we dressed up for our last dinner and headed to Duarte for cocktails. 2x pisco sours down, we opted for Cynar based drinks, one a take on a mint julep and the other a halfway between a negroni and an aperol spritz, both excellent. We headed to Minga on Armenia Square for dinner – our last steak. Oh, and cheese. We ordered Eggplant Parmesan and Grilled Provolone to start, and our steak came with a side of creamy potatoes with cheese and the compulsory salad. And if that wasn’t enough, we attempted to finish the Dulce de Leche pancake. Rob failed. Our final night’s dinner felt like a meme of all the Argentinian foods, but it was an incredible meal and a nice way to wrap up our holiday.
We rolled home to bed. An incredible end to an incredible holiday.