Since the day he parted we both day dream about the
next time we'll get to be together again.
After surprisingly no painful parent convincing
we had a set date and flight, 27th of December I would be
on my way back to South America for the second time this year -- however
for a very different reason.
I was extremely anxious in the most wonderful way to greet a new year and meet a new family.
I felt all brave and what-not since, well I was on my way to one of the top 10 most dangerous cities in the world* !
All else aside, an exciting thought to be back in my boys arms.
(I unfortunately lost my photos from the first day)
But more photos from this magical place soon!