This year, it was one of my longest time spent outside of Argentina since I moved here - 46 days!
And this year, it is the first time I really miss being abroad after coming back. Leaving Argentina couldn't come soon enough, and my trip abroad ended too quickly.
Maybe I am being very superficial and exploitative - I was fine in Argentina as long as it was cheap, and now that it is no longer that cheap, I start getting itchy feelings - the dirty roads, the homeless people, the dog poo everywhere, the inconsiderate drivers, the disorganization, the workers that never show up, issues that take weeks to get solved... all of this is getting on my nerves.
I can't complain too much at home since my husband is quite proud of his home country, albeit he too recognizes these shortfalls. As usual, you can criticize a country only if you are from there, otherwise you are a whiny foreigner who is welcome to get back where they come from.
Perhaps my memories of Italy were stained with bitterness that had fade over the years. This time, I appreciated so much being able to pay something the same across my 46 days stay, cards being accepted everywhere, cars stopping to let me cross the street, even if there was no crosswalk. People engaging in chit-chatting, being able to park the car and take a walk without having to hide everything for fear of it being stolen, taking a walk after dinner time, even as late as midnight, with no sign of danger and no worries in my head, often with my mobile phone in one hand, listening to music on earphones.