Jenn gets a case of the feels

Riding the bus back to the hotel from fancy fondue dinner tonight, I found myself looking out the window, watching the pretty lights as we passed nighttime storefronts when my eyes were suddenly filled with tears. Admittedly it was terrible timing as our friend's boyfriend was getting off the bus and it seemed that I was pretty broken up about it. 

I moved across the aisle into the loving embrace of my friends and tries to explain, 

"I was just looking out the windows and thinking that its over. We're leaving peru."

"What made you think of that?" someone asked. 

"I saw La Lucha and thought of the sandwiches..."

My emotions don't come out a lot but when they do its probably about sandwiches. 

Jenn has thoughts about having feelings

First I think our story requires a little background. This blog is starting to feel like when you strike up a conversation with someone at a bar, have a few laughs and a good conversation and then realize an hour in that you don't know their name. 

Or whatever social people do. 

So since September 2012, Jeannie and I have worked as health volunteers in Peru for the US Peace Corps. She served a small town in the mountains while I worked in a larger community in the northern desert. It was super rewarding blah blah blah. 

Now we've decided we're over it and recently closed our service and started our glorious South American adventures. 

Now onto Jenn's thoughts about having feelings:

I wish I had feelings about the end of this magical era in my life but I feel absolutely nothing. I think it's probably because none of it seems real at this point. It feels like a vacation. 

But I'm not going back to my site or my host family or my students. And yet no matter how many times I tell myself that I don't believe it. I guess the feelings will come later, I'll keep you posted. 

Until then we're chillin in a fancy ass hotel with a view. 

Jenn Has Thoughts about Jeannie's Emotions

I would just like to note that I have done a lot in the planning of this trip, it's obviously just much more behind-the-scenes. For example, this morning Jeannie asked me if she should book us a room in Buenos Aires and I said yes.

Collaboration.

I refuse to be characterized as the lazy one when I am obviously the cool, classy, sexy one. Duh.

Secondly, Adam was trying to get into Bolivia and he followed up the story of his visa misadventures by telling us of his severe brain injury. Reliable source? I don't know.

Back when we were happy together

Jeannie Has Emotions

As we sit here, on the verge of COS, I find myself with a lot of emotions.  Let me tell you about them.

1) Frustrated that Jenn has done NOTHING to plan this trip.

I'm going to be honest, that's really the only emotion I have right now.  I'll tell you some more in the coming days.

At this point, we've (I'VE) planned everything for our upcoming adventure.  Except the minor detail of a visa to get into Argentina.  Oops.  About a month ago, we ran into this random guy in Lima (let's call him Adam) who told us a horror story about not having a visa and getting thrown in Argentinean prison.  Adam was also not... shall we say... completely "with it".  But we've taken Adam's advice to heart and gotten all our ducks in a row (you know, mostly).

Quote of the hour: "You literally do everything for me.  I'm like a hospice patient." --Jenn Hanson