The End.

It’s been a while since I posted here. For a while there wasn’t much to say, then there wasn’t time to say it.

Jimmy and I sold our apartment here in Buenos Aires, the buyers moved in, the papers are all signed, the wild party might have happened, but I went to bed at 2:00 and Jimmy isn’t up yet so I’ll let him tell that story. Today we will say goodbye to our friends, and to the city we’ve called home, for better and worse, for the past three and half years.

It’s no secret Buenos Aires is not my favorite place in the world. It’s a fascinating place, full of contradictions and surprises. My friend Michele, who never did get down here to visit, sent me this ode to Borges. Filmed in the neighborhoods we’ve lived in, just blocks from my house, it felt like taking a walk through the parks and down the Avenues with my friend. The videographer captured Buenos Aires the way I will try to remember it,  luminosity shining on the misery and the splendor, making even the trash look beautiful.

In the years to come my time here will change in my mind, in my heart. My understanding of the place will mature. My learning will deepen. All the while the city will be changing, because cities do that, so that when I return here someday, ten years from now perhaps, it will be amazingly different, and just the same. I will be as well. I know that living here has changed me in some profound ways. I’ve worked hard to grow here, spent my time doing internal work while living somewhere I don’t feel engaged outwardly.

I leave you with this last photo, of just a few of the amazing people who’ve been a part of the life we’ve lived here. People I could never have imagined I’d find and call friends, even way down here at the end of the world. See you in LA people.