I'll never forget that time I almost went to Argentina.
After a 15 hours on a bus I ended up right back in the same place where I started.
The funny thing is that the whole trip is only supposed to take about 7 hours.
You'd think I'd be more bummed about skipping out on my grand 5 day weekend away (without a refund no less).
Soo much dancing and logging beach hours and it all came out in the wash.
There's nothing that a weekend back at the ranch won't solve.
And I got to cross a few things off of my bucket list. Weekend redeemed after all.
Listen to this, please.
Chao chao.
Smó.
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