Roads?

The final scene of Back to the Future can sum up a lot for me right now. Doc turns to Michael J Fox in an attempt to paint a picture of life in the future, "Roads? Where we're going we don't need roads." Fast forward from the movie in 1985 to December 2008. Backpack and boarding pass in hand, I stand in the JFK airport : a complete stimulation overload of people watching. I somewhat believe that visits to the airport are a trip within themselves.

Argentine bound, I am suddenly really relating to Marty McFly in this final scene. In a moment where you have to wonder "what am I in for?" I too, have no idea where I am really going, or what lies ahead. I invite you to read on, and share some of these unknown adventures with me. Soon enough those Spanish speaking skills that I acquired in Spain will be put to the test, and I am certain that I will be challenged with some common sense decision making to really complicate matters.

Warning: moments in this blog may raise an eyebrow, or a cause for concern. Rest assured, I am safe and sound, and absurd ideas such as a career as a street musician will be temporary. I think?For now, I am promptly plugging both earphones of my ipod in my head in hopes that it will drain out any uncertainty about my future. First song that pops up on the trusty ipod shuffle : Road to Nowhere by the Talking Heads. Perfect, I'm ready.