The End of the Road
Trip Start Jan 10, 2008
46Trip End May 29, 2008
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In terms of our final three days there isnīt any special to add; we decided to get a hostel in San Telmo (the tango district) and basically wandered all day to kill time. We had already seen most of the city and were so anxious to get home that we couldnīt find any motivation to really explore. On top of that, winter is hastily approaching in Buenos Aires and there is a chilly wind keeping us from walking around too much. Mixed with our anxiety to get back is also a quiet sadness and reflection of our time over the past five months. I reminisce over the places we visited, lessons learned (both good and bad) and different cultural aspects such as music, food or customs. All these things randomly surface to the front of my mind; some I will greatly miss, others I will be happy to get away from but regardless, they all added a peice to this thoroughly rich experience I had and shared with Becca. In these last moments I try and summarize all the peices, to come away with some personal meaning to the whole trip and give it closure
WOW....we did it
Unfortunately, as I suspected, that epiphany I hoped for never happened - I actually feel like Iīm going home even more confused about what I want to do with my life. This trip and the hundreds of bus rides has given me so much (too much) time to ponder such things, and yet at the end of the day all I really know is that I donīt want to ever stop traveling, and I hope I have the opportunity to explore more parts of the world in my lifetime. I mean, according to Travelpod our trip only comprises 3% of the world. Hellooo...so much more to see :) Even though I havenīt figured some things out I must admit that this trip has been good for me in other ways, like facing fears. I can think of over a dozen times I semi-seriously feared for my life/safety on this trip - and those same things always turned out to be the best memories and most fun - whether it was ziplining through Costa Rica, or sandboarding down the worlds largest sand dune in Peru, or paragliding in Colombia, or the claustrophobic mine tour in Bolivia - we tried so many different, exhilarating things and Iīm glad. Life is too short, as they say. I feel like I am coming home now a little older and a little wiser - we lived a lot of life in a short period of time, if ya know what I mean. I don't think I will ever forget the horrifying night my bag was stolen - it still hurts when I think about it - but that, like so many other things, has been a lesson for me that Iīll take with me on all my future travels.
Perhaps the most amazing thing about our trip is that Asaf and I have been together basically 24/7 for almost 5 months and we donīt hate each other - in fact, we almost sickeningly adore each other (most of the time.) And for THAT, more than anything else, I am grateful. I got to have the adventure of a lifetime with my bestest friend in the world and I know that not only are both of us coming out of this stronger as individuals, but also together. There is no one else I would have wanted to attempt this trip with and Iīm so happy I had him with me to share the best moments and help me through the hard ones. I know, I know...that sounds cheesy. But anyway, Iīm a lucky girl.
But alas, all trips must come to an end. And Iīm ready. There are some things I will NOT miss, for sure, first and foremost being my backpack which could not possibly be any more full - its like a fat man with a bulging stomach. I look forward very much to coming back to my beloved things and dressing up and going out on the town with the girls - things Iīve been deprived of. It will be weird indeed to sleep in the same bed consistently, to have a clean bathroom with reliably hot water and no flip flops required, to not have to steal and stash toilet paper in my purses because bathrooms donīt provide it. To have clothes not full of holes and ratty. To eat a real, home cooked meal. To hear and understand people speaking, everywhere. There is no place like home, and I miss it and the people that comprise it more than you know. And so, it is time for this blog to end. But donīt you worry - there will be more in years to come. Now one simple question remains - where to next?