Yesterday, Mariella got
on her flight to Sweden. She stepped through the door of her apartment just a
few hours ago. From door to door the trip is more than 24 hours. It is an
exhausting journey, with a lot of flight changes and running to gates. It’s
amazing though, that we have the possibility to travel across the world like
that. Still, sometimes it makes me sad that parts of my heart belong here in
Latin America, which is so far away from my family.
Four months ago, I was
prepared to live alone in the Caribbean jungle: a big change from studying and
having had friends around me most of the time the year before. Now, my work
wouldn’t include many colleagues and thus I expected to have to make somewhat
of an effort to find new hangouts and friends. But so, in January my lovely,
lovingly, inspiring and all-through awesome sister decided to stay and live
with me in Puerto Viejo.