On our last day in Argentina I got up and packed, then ate an alfajor on the balcony and watched San Telmo wake up.

We hit Hipopótamo for breakfast croissants, ran across a fresh-meat truck, then went to the el Zanjón underground museum. It was super cool and we suspect the last-minute tour guide was the project manager, or maybe the owner of the property. He had a lot of fun inside stories about the discovery of the ruins and development of the project, and he clearly loved the project a great deal.

We took a cab to Belgrano to have lunch at a high-end restaurant called Sucre (on Calle Sucre). We had an amazing meal that would’ve cost at least $100 each in the US for about $30 each: i had Famiglia Bianchi sauvignon blanc 2007 (we split a bottle), risotto with orange, dried tomato, pine (matsutake) mushrooms and parsley, procuitto and cheese croquettes, dulce de leche volcano cake with green tea ice cream, orange chocolate cheesecake, and some dessert wines. The food was amazing, the service was fantastic, and the restaurant itself was a glass and cement masterpiece. The bar had a two story lighted wall of bottles, the door was a 10′ tall 4′ wide section of the wall that swung open effortlessly, and a large temperature-controlled wine vault dominated the dining room, while splitting it into different areas.

After lunch we walked across the street to Plaza Mexico and took some photos – we told a little story in stills that was hilarious at the time, but I’m not sure what the end result will look like.

We went back to San Telmo to finish packing, then walked to Puerto Madeira for dinner. We ate at a huge Italian-y place called Capisci (narrowly beating a tour bus-load of people) where I had the caprese cappionetta. We ran back to the apartment to meet our check-out time then took a taxi to the airport.