Arriving Solo

It was not my preference to travel here alone. But I realized that if I waited for someone to get with my program, I´d never come.

The greatest anxiety I felt all week was trying to figure out how I would get from EZE to the hotel. Bus? Taxi? Van Service? All it took was an email from Em´s friend confirming that the taxi would be the best option to have the weight taken off. Best $35 spent all day. I have arrived, safely and successfully in Buenos Aires. I feel, well, exactly where I am, a million (or several thousand) miles away from everything. When I left San Francisco, it was raining and cold. Here, it is 80 and sunny and humid. It feel like New York City in the summer time. With its tree lined streets and mix of old and new architecture, it even looks like New York. Everyone says BA is the Paris of the south. I´ve never been to Paris so my New York comparison will have to do.