One of the lessons you learn very quickly when you travel is how little you actually know about the world. No matter how much you’ve read or how many travel shows you’ve watched, or how well-traveled you are, life on the road is a humbling reminder of one’s place in relation to the world. We are small specks or blips on the radar of life. Our past doesn’t matter as much as our present or our future. Life has to be lived in the moment, as every problem is new and every decision is significant. Since our return, we have been peppered with questions about our experience, so I thought I should share our key insights.

During our last few weeks in Europe, we decided to make Buenos Aires ‒ known affectionately as BA ‒ in Argentina our last stop abroad, capping eight months of travel. By the time we landed at Ezeiza Airport, we were feeling a rush of emotions; mostly bittersweet intimations that our adventure was coming to an end. Our trip from the airport to our new, temporary home in Recoleta was wistful because we knew it was the last time we would feel that now-familiar jolt of disorientation of being somewhere new; at least for the foreseeable future.