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My husband and I , with our dog, Tate, moved to Buenos Aires.. Life has never been the same since ~ Back in the USA ... life is still not the same !
It takes a lot of courage to release the familiar and seemingly secure, to embrace the new.
But there is no real security in what is no longer meaningful.
There is more security in the adventurous and exciting, for in movement there is life, and in change there is power.
Alan Cohen
"Outside of a dog, a book is a man's best friend.
Inside of a dog, it's too dark to read."
Groucho Marx
The doors we open and close each day decide the lives we live.

Tuesday, January 29, 2013

Living at the Bottom of the World

All of my life, January meant Winter, cold weather.
When I was a child in Southern California, it was not so cold or so wintery.
When we lived in North Carolina, we wore coats but it didn't snow, it was not so cold.

Then one day, I found myself living in New York City.
I arrived in August. From California.
I was used to warm dry weather, the humid August heat of a city Summer was new.
But I managed well enough, with trips to the mountains and visits to the beach.

But then as the years went by, married, with children, living in houses , Summer took on a new meaning.
Vacations, sleeping late, trying to keep 2 children entertained and occupied, keeping  them from killing each other ..
January meant freezing cold, snow, vacations to Islands where for 2 weeks, we would get sunburned, lay on a beach, eat food and fruit that was sometimes a bit different, and go home with a tan while most of those around us were that winter grey white that we end up with by February.

Here I am , all these years later .. the end of January.
The hottest Summer I can remember yet .

Sounds odd, no ?
After 6 years, it sounds odd to me still.
I would never get used to this.
January and February are not meant to be hot and humid.
Christmas is not meant to be   beach weather .. January and February are not supposed to have the air conditioners running non-stop.

Confession:
I heard the air conditioner give a little pause, the motor just made a little hiccup , my heart sank, I had this terrible dread, this awful doomed feeling ...  that I would have to sleep with no air conditioning until we leave here.
So far, it was only a hiccupp.
It is still working.
This is where I am .. mentally.. I am suffering from Fear of loss of air conditioning.
I already have Fear of new freckles and Fear of my hair crumbling off in a sun bleached pile of white fluff and Fear of wrinkles multiplying at a faster rate than doctors guessed possible and by this coming October, I will look 80 years old, instead of .. well ... less.

So I must get through about a month or  more of Summer in February and wait for things to begin and then start the packing process and find a hotel in NY and figure out what to pack and what I can carry on and which coat to bring and all that travel from one part of the World to another means.
I cannot wait !!

This is what it means to live at the Bottom of the World.
Just so you know.
See ? the BOTTOM of the World .. there I am .


Pretty, isn't it . The penguins like it.












4 comments:

Rhiannon at After Plumcake said...

When I expatriated to Mexico --south of Ensenada-- the seasons confused me too. I grew up outside Washington DC where winter meant snow, autumn meant jumping in piles of leaves, spring brought windbreakers and cherry blossoms and summer meant trying to peel your skin off and wring it dry like a towel. I moved to Austin, Texas for twelve years where you just didn't go outside during the eight months of summer because you'd burst into flame. The winter here doesn't faze me, we had warm sunny winters in Texas, too. But a summer where it's only 80 degrees? It's madness and not to be trusted.

I'm new to your blog and thoroughly enjoying it. Buenos Aires is on the short list of cities for our next international move, so I love to read about your experiences as an expat there.

bee and jay said...

:-)

Pearl said...

Such a beautiful part of the world!

NOW -- when are you leaving it?!

Pearl

Mary said...

Wow. In my mind, i know where Argentina is, of course. But seeing it on a map makes it look.. SUPER down there. :)You must be looking forward to your move. And i do so hope your air conditioning doesn't break down on you... My fingers are crossed!

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