Sporting enthusiasts

There is a kind of traveller for whom a week of nothing but shooting is a waste of the country. Polo in the province, a morning on horses, clays before lunch, an afternoon in a bodega, and a table that runs long — none of it is filler, and all of it is why people come back.

We plan this as one week with a shape rather than a list of bookings. The sport sets the rhythm; the rest of it is what makes the rhythm worth keeping.