Tempus fugit... and so do we.

A final evening about Buenos Aires saw us wander the streets of Recoleta and take in a film before retiring to the Art Hotel to reflect on the past year. Thanks to Steve for providing the perfect focus in his 100-question inspeckted bloggers' quiz!


Then morning came. Time to eat, pack and be a foreigner for the final time!


And how to feel about it all being over? It's hard to describe but perhaps some understanding comes in imagining having eaten the best meal ever. There comes a time when you're happy to stop eating and simply appreciate what you've tasted.


A fitting sunset over Brazil on our final flight.

3.5 films, the lightest of reading, a smudge of writing, inconsistent sleeping and most importantly 15 hours later..


Home. Of sorts. The journey continues...