Day 129: The Countdown
3 December 2014 December 3 rd . I have exactly two weeks in this beautiful city before I make my way back to the United States of America and I already miss it. I don't know if it’s normal to have such strong nostalgia before one even leaves a place, but here I am, having that. Walking on Avenida Santa Fe, I realized after December 18 th , I will never have to run to hail another colectivo ; after December 18 th , I will never have to fight with another taxista over the best way to get to Palermo; after December 18 th , I will never get to play “who gets the leftovers” with my wonderful host dogs Pacha and Duarte. The house is already not the same without Andrea, our pillar. Nobody will laugh at me for my weird eating habits, my incredible ability to sleep until 3 in the afternoon, or teach me how to sneak out of the house when there are family guests over and I have plans with my friends. It really is the little things. ...
