four days in buenos aires

last weekend, a little jet-lagged, david & i dropped our bags off in uruguay & caught a ferry to buenos aires for a small getaway before meetings with winemakers began. our hotel was beautiful, an old, restored palace, on a shaded street. we had such good time together. long runs. quiet mornings. sidewalk cafes. long runs to balance dulce de leche by the bowlful. we wandered a lot, found a flea market of antiques, drank fresh squeezed orange juice off the street & fell in love with the parrilladas & empanadas there. i found plenty in all the cafes & random people to be inspired by.