Yankee Landia Stole Me Back

Well, my journey is far from over... My journey in life that is. It is weird to think that just over five months ago, I had no idea what life was like in Argentina. I had 0 friends, and knew nothing. In such a short time I have made a lot of friends, learned a new lifestyle, and feel like I know Argentina better than most other things.

I left the United States on July 3rd. Gas prices were about 3.50 a gallon, the economy was great, and life was normal. The life there stopped for me on the 4th when I arrived in Argentina, but it did not stop for anybody else.

I realize that life doesnt stop anywhere. Life continued in the States and life will continue in Argentina with or without me. It is amazing how the everyday life that seems so normal can be so foreign to another. I see both sides now, and cannot imagine life without one of them. Lets just say that I am confused.

I miss my friends from home and my family of course, but I cannot imagine life without my friends from Argentina. Or for that matter, my way of life. I walk everywhere, drink mate, only text on my cellphone because its too expensive to call. Little things, but a big part of my life.

Anyway, on to the point of this blog... Monday night I ate empanadas with my family outside during a clear and beautiful night. We brought the tv outside and watched that. I drank Baileys with Luis. I presented my family with a Minnesota Twins T shirt (one for each person). They loved it. I also told them how much I appreciated everything they had done for me. They in return had bought me a mate and painted on the side "de tu familia argentina" (from your argentina family). It was a late night of jokes and conversating in spanish. I hardly slept all night. My time in Argentina was coming to an end

Tuesday I woke up early to shower and start packing my bags. I ran to the store bought some items I wished to return with me. I left for a couple hours to say goodbye to my again "friend" Magui. I returned home for lunch. My LAST meal in Argentina.

I went to the airport with Irene, Luis, and my tutor Pancho. We said our goodbyes and I departed for home.

Four flights and 20 some hours later, I like to inform you all that I have arrived to my home in Minnesota safely. Yankee Landia has stolen me back, but I still have a piece of my heart in Argentina. Cordoba, I will return some day. The reentry shock has already hit me hard, with every little thing I do.

This is not my last blog, I plan (haha plan) on writing atleast one more this week about my reentry shock. Please, if you have enjoyed this blog, read the final one or two (who knows how many I will write).

But for all those wondering when I will be home, I am ALREADY home and I had a good safe travel. See you or talk to you soon.