Almost 6 months. 177 days. 4 248 hours. 254 880 minutes, even more seconds.
It is time to leave Rio de Janeiro. The Wonderful City of my heart. Time to leave my two adopted brasilian sisters. What a strange sensation. Familiar indeed, but always as strange.
I'm super excited, have been waiting for a month, failing patience, to be the 28th of February, and also a month that I fear it. But no more doubts now, it is time.
I leave now Rio, my last home, with a heartache and excitation in my feet.
Let's go for the adventure, the real one! I board in a few instant for Foz do Iguaçu in the south of Brasil. I will cross the border and spend four days in Argentina to enjoy the second biggest water falls on Earth. And the third of March, I will already be flying towards Lima, this Eldorado I've been dreaming of for so long.
My plane is awaiting me, I put my 17kg on my back for the first time this year and for the first time of many in those coming three months.
Goodbye my Amores, my heart sisters. You know how much I am glad to have crossed your paths, you know you'll be seeing again my false-gringa, almost-carioca face as soon as possible. I swear to come back, very soon.
Tchau as minhas Amores, as minhas irmas de coraçao. Sabem quanto que agradeço ter tido a sorte de ter cruzado os seus caminhos, sabem que tao logo que possivel vocês vao ver de novo a minha cara de falsa-gringa, quase-carioca. Prometo voltar, jà.
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