June 18, 2016

Leaving Uruguay was hard. 

The night before we left, the sunset spilled warmly onto the river's horizon.

Children giggled as they slid down a hill on cardboard boxes. 

The next day we woke up early to make the most of our day before our ferry back to Buenos Aire...

May 8, 2016

I barely remember my first day in Argentina. I remember hugging my friend who met me in the lobby of her apartment building in funky pajamas; I remember flopping onto a blow-up mattress in exhaustion; I remember waking up to grey skies and a bleak cityscape.

 

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May 2, 2016

"This is a mistake. I'm making a mistake."

 

These were my first thoughts as I woke up the morning I left for Argentina. Not exactly the conventional giddiness one usually gets the day they're set to go on a trip somewhere, but I've never been a totally normal person.

 

I...

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© 2016 by Raquel Guarino

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