The southern autumn touches at its end. In the province of Misiones, with a few tens of kilometers in the south of the Brazilian border, the farmers wonder about the climate and the rain which does not come. This area considered wet has not known any more of large rain for several months.
However in this May early morning, the horizontal light struggle to go through the thick morning fog.
Mist which escapes from noses of animals huddled together announce the winter to come. In the house of white slats, and oranges shutters, the embers of the fire of the day before, do not succeed to persuade the sleeper of the interest to rise.
Snuggled into his bed, the traveller of passage however knows that its hosts prepared one day of dream to him: a walk with horse, sailing up of the arroyo Pirayguazu in the middle of the tropical forest, the softness of a tea at the return, and to finish, reading of a good novel close to the fire. Thus one day passes at the estancia Las Mercedes: simple, calm, serene, alleviating.
Estancia Las Mercedes
(00 54) 37 5143-1512
www.estancialasmercedes.com.ar
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