don't cry for me argentina

Although my Argentina adventure is over, feel free to check out my personal blog here.

You'll be able to link from this page to future travelogues.

On my last day in Argentina, I took a taxi to the airport. As usual, I tried to make conversation with the driver in order to practice my Spanish. After explaining that I had been researching in Argentina for two and half months and that today was my last day, he replied that the rain that day must be because of me--the city was crying for me. Aw.