Don't Cry for Us, Argentina
It was time for us to leave Buenos Aires. We ate an early breakfast and took our bags downstairs. It was a quiet morning for all of us because we were slowly realizing that our time in Argentina was over. There would be no more empanadas, no more Milhouse Hostel, and we wouldn't be able to walk out into the street and see the building with Eva Peron's Face on it.
¡Hasta Luego, Argentina!