It is a really intense city, Buenos Aires.
There is no gray, only black and white. No purgatory, only heaven and hell.
On some days my heart is so full of emotion and I just want to embrace this city and all of its beauty and weep with love.
On other days I feel as if it is choking me and doing everything it can to piss me off and I want to get out.
The thing about it is that even the *good* days here are so intense that they can choke.
Getting out of Buenos Aires was the best thing I could do right now, at least for a few days. I’m just over the mountains in Chile, taking a breather from the day to day intensity that is Buenos Aires. It feels good.
It’s like a love relationship - you see the same person, day in and day out. You get to know each other’s quirks and preferences, habits, everything. You deeply, unconditionally love that person and everything they bring to your life, but sometimes you just need to go look at something else for a while and get away. Take your space. Come back with new energy.
So that is what I am doing. It is my love for Buenos Aires that makes me so excited to get out for a while - so that I can stretch some unused muscles and come back with new energy and even more love.
I have just filled up on fruit and coffee and toast with dulce de leche while looking at the hills that surround my friend’s beautiful apartment. Today we will walk around and discover Santiago. I’m in a good mood, and very happy to see my friends.



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Great post!
I totally understand that feeling. It’s amazingly bizarre how similar our relationship with a city is to our relationship a significant other… The same ups & downs, the same dynamics and tensions. The same love and hate!
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