My new closest friend
As some of you may or may not know, I recently moved to Buenos Aires (B.A.), Argentina. I had imagined the trip to be a smooth and relatively easy journey (with a nice grand plan laid out in my head of how things would unfold). Apparently, someone had other plans.
Imagine your favorite college football team is just kicking off against an (seemingly) inferior opponent. Before you know it, your team is down 21 – 0 after giving up a T.D. on the initial kickoff, subsequently throwing a pick six, and then fumbling the ensuing kickoff at your 1 and giving up a rushing T.D. on the next play. Take things worse, this happened in only 4 minutes. That’s an accurate description of how I was introduced to my new best (worst) friend.
His name is T.D., as in Mr. Travel Demon. You’ll get to know him very well over the next few weeks and months but hopefully not as intimately as I do. He can provide tons of laughs (tears), lots of new experiences (headaches), and is always looking to teach you a new lesson (such as: patience is a virtue). I’ll be keeping score but I must warn you, so far, it isn’t pretty.
