“¡Feliz Año Nuevo! de tu pais,” (Happy New Year from your country) I wished Lyna.
“Where are you?” she asked.
“Buenos Aires.”
“You must go to my home in Alumine in Patagonia. My parents would love to host you.”
I had met Lyna only twice back in New Hampshire and here she was asking me to go to her home. After experiencing South American hospitality for five months, I wasn’t entirely surprised.
I added her hometown to my itinerary.
It took me two buses, six hitched rides and 48 hours to reach her hometown from Buenos Aires.
Her father, the sheriff of the town, greeted me with a stern handshake. Lyna had warned me about her father’s old school nature. But, her mother’s lovely smile overshadowed everything. Her siblings were also excited to have me over.
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