My wife was running out of makeup. “You should wait and get it in Buenos Aires,” I told her. “It’s the Paris of Latin America.”
“We should get a new stroller for our trip,” she said. We were taking our 2-year-old on a jaunt through South America—four countries in one month— cashing in a travel prize I had won.
“We should,” I agreed. “The people in Buenos Aires are going to have really hip strollers.”