A place where I can only say this is where I began. It was here I was broken and it was here a stronger me was born. I remember the day I took this picture, the physical pain it took to climb that mountain could not surpass the internal pain that burned within. We must be thankful for small gifts; I had no idea of the beauty that laid ahead. A picture speaks a thousand words, but being in that moment I felt a thousand more.
So nice to be back in our hostel, back in our neighbourhood of San Telmo, back in Buenos Aires, this is a truly great city! Realised this evening it’s the first time on this trip we’ve gone back anywhere and it feels really good, to actually know where we’re going and that we already love the place, it’s comforting and a little bitter sweet in reminding me of home all that way around the world in little old England.