Home. Somewhere you can always come back to and be greeted with love. And alcohol.

I am back Inglaterra. And disillusioned with the UK and how clean and modern everything is. I mean what is going on with our pavements?! Why are they so orderly?!  And why do we not have Fernet here? Thankfully Italy is not far.

I am toying with the idea of heading back to Argentina at the end of this year. Porque I mucho love that place. 😍 The quote in my previous blog about never being completely at home again because part of your heart will always be elsewhere is very true. I sometimes wonder where would I be now had I not started all this South America malarki. Richer (money wise) that’s for sure – but ahhh, poorer experience wise 😉 Hahah.

However, before I commence bull at a red flag about going back to Argentina, its time to kick start my life at home and fall in love with the UK (and Europe again). I miss liking being at home and feeling settled. I want to have hobbies and enjoy all that London has to offer. And not be saving all the time. Importantly, I miss my lovely family and friends. And Betty.

So mission ‘Fall in love with Inglaterra again’ shall commence henceforth. And obvs I shall blog my progress.

Step 1 – get a job so I can afford to do things (and buy these ugly but beautiful Topshop shoes).

To start though.. A clip of my favourites on Britains got talent. Porque – of course it does.

Chau por ahora.