So I have been back for almost a week. I was hoping to finish my blog my last few days in BA. However, those days filled up quickly with new friends, good-byes, and last minute gifts.
In my time since my last blog, I have traveled to Peru. I have seen Machu Picchu and Lake Titicaca, but you are going to have to ask me about those adventures in person.
What was my time in Argentina like? How was it? Common questions that I have gotten since I returned to the cornfields. The truth is Argentina was much more about personal growth than cultural or language. Yes, my Spanish is 100 times better. However, I learned a lot about myself there. I learned how to just be me and how to have fun. The culture itself is so much about enjoying the moment. Every meal, coffee, and greeting is important. It really brought me back to the basic. Instead of worry about something I have no control over; I should take a moment and enjoy something great right in front of me.
I don’t know when this happened, but I have disappeared for a while. I didn’t know who I was or who I wanted to become. This semester I didn’t let myself focus on jobs, internships, or GPA. Don’t worry all my classes where pass/fail. However, it allowed me to just focus on living. Something so simple, but somehow I didn’t know how to do it, especially without a horse in my life. I was pretty lost and no I am not just talking about Recoleta (I must of gotten lost there a thousand times). However, I was very lucky to meet some pretty awesome people and realized that there is always a million ways to look at a thing. I also learned through traveling that patience and a positive attitude could go a long way. Things never work out the way I planned then, AKA what I wanted to do in every place a visited didn’t work out. However, what I did instead was just as enjoyable.
I hope I never forget the lessons I learned in BA and I especially want to thank all my family and friends who supported me on the journey. Extra special thank you to my parents and my brother Seth who helped me see the world. Also I want to thank the most amazing Spanish teachers the Haros, who without their tricks and lessons I wouldn’t have survived.
And to you!!! Thank you for reading my blog.