It's a one-bedroom, technically, but there are two beds, and the place is about 1000 sq feet. It's on the ground floor, so we have our own private terrace and parilla (stone BBQ, pronounced par-ish-a). I'm going to make one of these when we get back to Canada. BBQs without propane are the way to go.
My new trick for looking for apartments is "square footage trumps bedrooms." It's the Mitch Hedberg rule, where it's up to you to decide how many bedrooms a place has.
Today, we explore this neighbourhood (and I have to do a bunch of work). The Polo fields are nearby. And all the great parks along Avenida del Libertador.
I do feel a bit scammed in that it looks like we are surrounded by parks, on this map, but it turns out that one of those green areas is a military training base (so we're not getting over the razor wire with the stroller) and the other is a hospital (no access - unless we try the former).
I told Maria that war was declared against Britain today, and that they were evacuating expats,and had plans to bomb the airport tomorrow afternoon, but she didn't seem too concerned. I need to work on my April 1st jokes.
Kids by the parilla.
Thanks for the shirts, Steve.
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