After a year and three months of living in Buenos Aires, I was starting to get homesick.
One of my best friends Sam came to visit me in early March, bringing his aura of silly jokes and awesome acoustic guitar playing along with him. It made realize just how much I missed my friends and family back home.
My self-doubt was beginning to gnaw on my toes.
What the hell am I doing here?
The only cure for homesickness when living abroad is doing the things that you love. For me, that’s traveling.
So I snagged a cheap ferry ticket and begged my boss for a week of vacation (Graciasss!).
It was one of the best decisions I’ve made in a long time. I needed inspiration. Quotes from my Yogi tea bag labels and the Dalai Lama’s twitter account just weren’t cutting it anymore.
Sometimes you need to get out there and explore.
More to come soon…