My last day in BA consisted of running around trying to find a Christmas present for my friend Sarah, whom I will be visiting tomorrow. Then, back home, throwing away 1/2 of my stuff and packing up the rest. I was able to get everything done with some time to spare.
So, off I went with one last coffee with Leandra and Joaquin.
As I'm leaving the terminal in the bus, I get a bit teary-eyed watching the scenery that was so familiar to me go by. I got flashbacks galore. From the first time I set foot in BA to bitching about the stupid winter to giving bad directions to locals in my broken Spanish. And to missing all the great people I had met in this big, busy, crazy city.
There's a t-shirt here that has a saying that encapsulates it all: BuenosFuckingAires. Amen to that.
To those wonderful people I call my friends, Adios and we'll catch each other in some other part of the world!
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