'Twas in another lifetime, one of toil and blood
When blackness was a virtue and the road was full of mud
I came in from the wilderness, a creature void of form.
"Come in," she said,
"I'll give you shelter from the storm."
The buenos aires honeymoon period is amazing. None better. It makes me look forward to a real honeymoon because it's hard to imagine being in a city that is just so wonderful. You are in love. The amazing parks, the trees, the beautiful people. buenos aires is like this amazing girl you never thought you could date because she was too beautiful but here you are and you are in a serious relationship.. she's busy but relaxed, outgoing but intelligent, wild but cultured, a virgin and a whore all combined. it's a career girl looking for a wild night out and a party girl in need of a job. it's really anything an expat could look for in a city. you eat steak, drink wine, and pay cents on the dollar. all the friends you could possibly want roam the streets every day. it's hard NOT to meet people. the honeymoon ends slowly. even now after 8 months since i arrived i am only beginning to watch the dust clear and realize that, yes, i am here and that my life here is no longer a fantasy I stumbled into but a reality that after a late night out I wake up and make breakfast with every morning.
The transition from visiting to living somewhere is subtle and stark. It is very much the difference between amature and professional, between a traveller and a tourist. While both travelling and tourism imply a journey, tourists must visit places in order to accomplish their journey while travellers may travel inside themselves spiritually or to other worlds that they know through books. A traveller does not need to physically travel, even a trip to the store can be a journey. Seeing things through new eyes can be journey enough. While tourism often involves the physical act of getting from one place to another, the real sense of the world is in the "otherness" of the tour. "I am going somewhere else" says the tourist, "Somewhere on vacation. I am going because I find it interesting." A traveller is someone who undertakes more than a simple tour but rather a journey, often where the route or destination is in doubt. Someone who is visiting is a tourist. Someone who is experiencing the world through different eyes is a traveller.
Essentially at some point I stopped visiting Buenos Aires and started living here. Many of the charming little things are mundane, as are the annoyances which in the beginning seemed insurmountable. Taking a bus is no longer the adventure it once was but who really wants an adventure every time they get on the bus! It can get old and exhausting. These are the reasons why we stop seeing things through new eyes in the first place: it is simply too much effort.
I hope that my time here can be a continuation of the journey that brought me here. While my journey is no longer measured in miles or kilometers or in "sights seen" (for don't we see sights every moment?) it will be measured in seeing things for the first time with new eyes and experiencing new things. The honeymoon period is over but life is just beginning.