You know that sad feeling that you get on the last day of your vacation?? Try to multiply it by 9 months and you might get an idea of how I felt on my last day in South America (from this trip).
I tried to stay away from this moment, so I distracted myself as much as I could. But, in the end, the feelings came bursting just like the waters from a dam that collapsed. And, I have to admit, a few tears were involved.
Tears for being lucky enough to have seen such beautiful places.
Tears for being lucky enough to have been met with warmth everywhere I went.
Tears for being lucky enough to have got the chance, sometimes, to be the first to tell to the world about Romania, that small piece of land that I call home.
Tears for being lucky enough to have learned so many things (and among them the South American “tranquilo” way of living).
But, while I was having this tearful moment, I was also having curiosities and questions.
How it will look like the first meeting after such a long time with my family and my friends?
How will I feel going back to Eastern Europe?
How is my traveling lifestyle going to blend with my daily life?
Well … my questions will have answers soon.
I’m writing these lines while I’m flying the long flight, across the Atlantic. And earlier I was looking, from the night sky, at those pretty shiny lights called cities and I might have seen Rio de Janeiro. Instantly my mind went back to my time spent there.
With this occasion I’m taking a moment to be grateful, once again, to all the people that I’ve met during this trip (and now, in some cases, I can call them friends): fellow backpackers or tourists on vacation, hostel employees, locals that hosted me, people that I’ve met in buses or on the streets.
Because of you I’m going home with an empty wallet but richer than I could have ever hoped for.
My little promise for the future is this:
- to pay forward the kindness and the friendship that I’ve been shown all over South America
- to do my best to return to travelling as soon as possible (because I made some promises to return to Buenos Aires, Rio de Janeiro and Lima 🙂
- to stay with myself and to improve my future experiences based on what I’ve learned during these 9 months
- to start learning new languages (I’m so proud of my level of Spanish after these months and I want to duplicate this success for other languages – I’ll start with Portuguese)
Usually, at the end of my articles, I’m sharing a song. I will be melancholic for some days, so this time my pick is a song I heard in Bolivia, while doing a volunteering:
Nomadic Vlach 
lala
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Bravo Mircea! Ma bucur mult pentru tine si iti multumesc pentru ca am vazut si eu, prin ochii( pozele) tai, acel colt de lume. Lumea este atat de frumoasa si de mare, iar noi ne pierdem in amanunte! Iti doresc mult noroc pe viitor si sa te bucuri de toate deciziile pe care le iei! Ti-as spune…bine ai venit acasa, dar o sa-ti spun doar …bine ai venit in Europa(ca nici eu nu sunt acasa🤣)! Drum bun si multa sanatate…..si o primire acasa, cel putin la fel de calduroasa ca in tarile pe care le-ai vizitat!!! Te imbratisez cu drag si abia astept sa ne intalnim sa ne povestesti!
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