Colombia, Ecuador, Peru, Bolivia, Chile, Argentina, Uruguay, and Brazil
Christmas is over, the temperature is well below freezing, and I’m sitting in an empty house with nothing but boxes and bottles of wine. There are so many decisions to be made: where will I live, what will I do, what will I study. And yet, despite all of that or perhaps because of it, I’m allowing myself to do nothing at all, to think of nothing but the past eight months and what they meant to me.
It all feels like a dream.