Well, it´s official. I´ve sold my belongings and left a great group of friends to try living in Argentina full-time. After living in San Francisco for over 10 years, things were just becoming too routine. Not that there´s anything wrong with routine -- I´m sure I´ll have my daily coffee shop in no time. Most likely the impetus of my departure was a stupid number -- 35. I wanted to do something different while I still had some stamina in me. So I spent one perfect last month in SF to say goodbye and alas, here I am.
After spending five months in BA last year not doing a whole hell of a lot, I get up each day with several things to accomplish. Finding a long-term (and cheap) apartment, finding a space for a bar that some friends and I are going to open, and seriously learning spanish this time around. I´m hoping that in the next year or so this place will really feel like home.
To the "Jimmy's" back in SF - and they know who they are - you´ll always have a couch in BA.
