I'm back in Buenos Aires, triumphantly carrying 6 bottles of wine, and a receipt for a half a case more that will arrive in the US in the next couple of weeks. Hopefully my dad won't decide to drink it before I get back to California (just kidding Dad!).

It's my last night here, and I'm sad at the prospect of leaving this beautiful country, and the new friends I've made here. I know I'll come back, but I never imagined that I would have such a great time, or that I'd love this city so much. I really felt at home here.

HOWEVER, I am heading off to a very fun time at my 5th year college reunion. There is much partying and merriment in store, so my current sadness will hopefully be turned around once I'm there.