The Hotel Atrium
Buenos Aires picture - The skylight rattled wonderfully whenever it rained, which it did for one whole romantic day. The wooden door on the bottom floor is the entrance to the breakfast room, where almost every morning we nibbled medialunas, jugo de naranja, and cafe con leche. Argentines don't like big breakfasts. I think it's because they eat dinner too damn late: ten o'clock pm at the earliest.