I spent a good two months living and travelling around the country, learning spanish, dancing, partying and getting into nature. Honestly I felt like I didn't even scratch the surface. I didn't even get out to Mendoza the wine growing region famous for its Malbec red wine. Seriously what was I thinking.
Standing in line on the dark streets of Buenos Aires it was Monday night. We joined the queue of trendy Argentinians, hippies and ragamuffin lovers. The recommendation had spread about the percussion drum show of La Bomba de Tiempo at Konex. Consisting of around 17 drums and percussion instruments, the concert has been a raging success with locals and foreigners for the past five years. My friends and I were about to discover why!
The looks on there faces said it all. As I checked into my hostel, others were arriving back from their day at Perito Moreno Glacier. The day had been perfect. Not a cloud in the sky as far as the eye could see. A crystal clear day, beaming with sunshine. Mountainous panoramic views surrounded the cute little town of El Calafate. An exciting day lay ahead. Night fell and I swapped stories with new found friends. Outside the snow began to fall.
I'd quit my job, brought my ticket (to Buenos Aires) and I was leaving on my own with no real plan. As the saying goes all I had to do next was ‘get a tan, fall in love, and never return.’ Excited was an understatement but in the few days leading up to the new chapter in my life I caught myself future tripping into the worst case possible thought spiral.