I left the farm yesterday. I packed up my things and stuffed all the fruits and herbs I could into the remaining space in my backpack. Me and Aaron had a heartfelt goodbye. Luckily if I ever miss him, I can just turn on the Disney Channel. After a little over a month in a hippy high, I can´t deny they´ve rubbed off on me. I´ve found myself thinking about Mother Earth and solving world problems with love. I´m about 3 steps away from growing dreadlocks and becoming a crudivore. My time on the farm has definitely left an impact and I wont soon forget the people and landscapes of Patagonia.
Things aren´t to rough though, as you can see from the picture above. I´m in Bariloche, the capital of the Lake District and lakes I´ve been enjoying…
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