Sunday, December 18, 2011

The Storm Before the Calm


Today is December third, and I will be moving to Buenos Aires, Argentina in 59 days.
59 days seems like a long time, but the way time is flying right now, I do not doubt that "leaving tomorrow" will be a topic of conversation earlier than later.
The past couple weeks have been important because I was accepted to my program, and I won scholarships from the Idaho Mountain Express, University of Oregon, and CIEE, all of which are a huge encouragement at this point in the game.  I've been doing some serious soul-searching visualization to plan how I want this trip to pan out.  I've been going to doctors, signing billions of papers, taking an online class, googling pictures of Buenos Aires at 3 in the morning, and running every single damn day...because I want to be in good shape when I get there.  I've been working as much as I possibly can, and selling my things, and tapping into other resources to save for my trip, which is a REALLY hard thing to do in California, around the holidays because all I want to do is buy gifts, drive everywhere, buy cute things, and send mail to my friends, all of which are expensive.  I just keep reminding myself that 5 dollars here, is worth more there - in monetary value, as well as qualitative enjoyment value for the 6 months I'll be there.
It took me one hour to choose, and decide that I would go to Argentina as soon as I possibly could, and do anything I needed to get there.  I was a 20 year old with the insatiable itch to put my toes in international sands.  To speak another language more than my own.  To displace myself, learn the hard way, and change my whole entire life forever.  In the span of one month, I rearranged my whole life plan to make this trip a reality.  I moved out of my house, told my roommates that I wouldn't be living with them, moved to California, started a new job in an office, and now I can feel the dawn of 59 days brightening and warming as I constantly remind myself why I am in this completely new situation.
I chose Argentina because I hate winter, and if I dont see the sun for one day, you want to steer clear of this blonde broad.  I need the sun to be happy, and I'll do anything to be happy.  It seems intense to say that, but having seen unhappiness, and stagnant boredom, I've decided to leave those days behind forever.
I want to be good at documenting my life in Argentina, for my friends, family, and for myself to look back on, and remember the great feelings, and the low feelings.  I want to keep you in the loop with what my new life in Buenos Aires consists of because it is important to me that you I get to share with you. But I also want to remain in your mind, because being so far from everyone I love is going to be harder than I can anticipate, and I'm trying to be realistic and prepare myself...6 months is a long time to go without a hug, a chat, a drink, a dance, a kiss from you.  But that's the most beautiful thing about today's world:  we can send love from wherever we are in the world, and we can feel it.  I am fueled by the love of my family, and friends, and my own ambition to see the world.