Living Large, Living Simple
September 5, 2006
A day like this – blue sky and crisp – I’m reminded of our summer (their winter) in Buenos Aires. We stayed at an Estancia for a few days, living a life that is almost forgotten: natural beef (not organic), great wine (for lunch and dinner), horse-riding in the afternoons, cigars on the porch, food that is made of love and not machines. I could go on forever.
The Estancia was the perfect refuge for just being, reading and enjoying. I wish I could bring all my friends and family there for a weekend, to enjoy a time that has almost passed. A time which real estate meant a place to live, work to pay for food and life about spending time together. The lack of pampering, service and extras was refreshing.
Next time we go there we’ll take the train from BA. It takes 4 hrs and moves slowly trough Pampas. We’ll pack a bag full of bread, wine, sausages and cheese to feast on during the travels. I’ll bring a cigar to enjoy after the meal. Maybe a book.
