Mini-break

Like any sensible Helen Fielding reading bloke (if that isn't an oxymoron) I realise the importance of the mini-break. So, notwithstanding the fact that we are on holiday, on holiday already, we booked a couple of days out of town at an Estancia (Argentinian ranch). We chose one based solely on the looks of the pictures. This one looked like a castle.

Sort of looks like a French castle

Sadly, we didn't actually stay in the castle-y bit, which was OK as it was both hot and a good 500 yard dash through mosquito infested bog to the dining room. Given that it persisted itself down for about 80% of the time we were there - the closer, cooler, quiet and perfectly pleasant room we were allocated was just fine.

The place was very nice though. There was a long drive ...

A Drive - long

And there were horses that we could have ridden on, but T is scared and I wasn't willing to get that wet or that bitten by mossies to find out if I was scared or not.

Horses - for riding

The food was very nice. Here is half a cow, on a stick. That was a mid-morning snackette.

Half a cow - on a stick

Our main aim was to get peace and quiet. As we were the only guests on Thursday night and two of four guests on Friday night - that aim was met quite fully. The thunderstorm that nature laid on for us on Thursday night was something to behold.

Given the rain and mosquito count - we spent alot of the time that we were not eating or sleeping, watching TV. US sitcoms. It was great.