Sunday, May 6, 2012

Lo Bueno Dura Poco

Lo Bueno Dura Poco is the equivalent expression to 'All good things must come to an end'. Damn. I guess it had to happen some time. I suppose I was ready to go home, ready to start the next chapter of my life. Still, I had to remind Mom and Dad that the reluctance I had in leaving Argentina wasn't because I didn't want to come home but rather that I didn't want to leave there.

And so my last day in Buenos Aires was spent breaking a sweat trying to stuff my two suitcases full of things I'd accumulated over four months. I don't know what I would have done if Guille hadn't taken a bag back to Canada with her a few weeks ago!

Then it was off to Palermo and Mama Racha's for Guille's birthday lunch. There were a lot of familiar faces with all of Guille's friends and family that I'd met during my time with her here. Last count I think there were 18 'big kids' and 8 little kids, it was a big crowd!

The afternoon was almost like a final exam in my Spanish class! How well would I do in a large group understanding and speaking spanish? Well enough to get by and surprise one of her friends that I'd really only been learning for the last four months. That was the highest compliment I could have received. Of course now I'm worried about forgetting it all!

My last day in BA was a beautiful, sunny warm fall day. The leaves were turning yellow. Everyone was out in the park playing and drinking mate. The street vendors were doing good business around Plaza Armenia. That's the way I'll remember it until I get the chance to go back and make new memories there. And I'll definitely go back!