Estancia El Ombu de Areco
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- Continental Breakfast
- Room service
- Swimming pool
- Business Services
- Wheelchair accessibility
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Since rain was forecast, we changed our plans for Wednesday, slept in and had a leisurely morning. Although cloudy but no rain we decided to venture out a bit late in the day.
We managed to find our way on the subway to the Omnibus terminal and caught the 1:15 bus to San Antonio Areco in the gaucho (cowboy) country. SA Areco is an old spanish village ...
... in my power to get them away. But nothing worked. It only seemed to attract them. The horses were getting increasingly nervous and swung their heads back and forth to shake the mosquitoes off. That didn’t work either. It got so bad that we decided to turn back before even getting half way.
After riding into that mosquito boobytrap, they served us lunch. Everyone sat in the dining room together; there ...
... Pampas had been fenced into huge estancias (estates) and the old pastoral economy made way to a more intensive use of the land. Pure bred animals replaced the scrub herds and alfalfa was grown to feed them. The once free spirited Gaucho thus became a farmhand or "peon". Those who refused to abandon their nomadic way of life were often jailed or killed, regarded by society as barbaric and savage. Much Gaucho blood was spilled during the decades long ...
... campsites that weren't campsites. By now we were a little desperate as it was getting dark and we were very tired. We eventually got to a little town called San Nicolas de los Arroyas, with a campsite listed on the GPS . We got there, and it definitely wasn't a campsite. It was another sports facility... But the man in charge was just fantastic. He said that we could stay there, introduced us to all his workers (2 lifeguards, a nurse, the night-watchman and various others) ...
... by lunch – a continual stream of food (despite our worries it would stop at the first dish: a deep dish of melted cheese). The carnivorous Aussie family who've come for the day are mercifully hidden round the other side of the house to enjoy their meatfest.
We mooch around, have tea (when Marco, abandoned by his wife, remembers) and then head back to the big smoke in a cab.