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 Aires. How can such old world charm still be alive and well today? I'm not sure, but I'm not complaining. What I loved so much about Colonia wasn't one thing in particular. It wasn't the calm waters of the Rio, which surroun

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. I didn't feel inspired. I felt uncomfortable and slightly disappointed. My anxiety was at a high. I'm a cranky traveler. Whenever I finish a long trip, the last thing I want to do is *appreciate* everything around me. I j