Mariana – 06.12.2019 – Buenos Aires/Argentina

Hello Beautiful people of the world. My name is Mariana, but anyone knows that, everyone calls me Maru. It just happened, destiny and friends made it happen, I really like it. We Argentineans love nicknames. Yes, I’m from Buenos Aires and I moved to Barcelona a year and a half ago to study Marketing. However, this story is not about me living in Spain, it’s about coming home after a year of living 10,459 km away. I have to define it as: Very fucking crazy. I decided to come for a month not because I missed big things such as family and friends, communications make everything easy for me, I can live without human contact. I missed the little things of my hometown, I don’t live in the city, I leave in a pretty flat area. Do you know that feeling of waking up to the sound of birds every morning? That’s what I was lacking, how the light reflects in the morning in your room, the smell of wood of your house when it’s hot, the smell of Argentinean food cooking downstairs while you’re still half asleep, fuck I really missed Argentinean food. So, that’s why I decided to take some long holidays here. Now that I’m here everything is so crazy! The best way I can describe it is as a parenthesis. A big, really long parenthesis. Let me explain to you all a bit more. I came back and it was as if I have left for 3 days, or a couple of hours even. I came back, my dad came to pick me up and everything was like when I left: same roads, same cars, same landscape I’ve seen probably 10.000 times. My neighborhood, the same. My house, the same. Believe me, no-th-ing changed, it was a parenthesis in time where I just happened to be in Barcelona, but now I’ve been here for 1 week and I feel I never left BA. Like Barcelona, traveling and everything happened 100 years ago. I do theatre, that theatre is my second house, it’s my place in the world. There I’m just happy and I don’t worry about shit. I went to see my theatre teacher, my friends: everyone was there looking just the same, my friends still my friends the theatre still the place I loved. They even had a performance 3 days after I arrived, and they made operate the sound. I tell you; everything remains the same. People yes evolve, but places buildings nature remains the same.

I love BA, but I love Barcelona and I love travelling. I like to think of myself as a Gypsy. I have Thomas in Barca: the guy who wrote before me, who I love (he is a fun handsome German guy who might be a gypsy as well). I have my new job there, I have so many opportunities there I don’t have here. I was thinking a lot about this feeling. My conclusion: I feel extremely comfortable about living everywhere, because I know that there is a place on earth where I will always feel happy about feeling like out of a parenthesis. Regarding the photo: This is Thomas all time favorite. It was in NZ, Fox Glacier, one of my favorite places on earth. Unsolicited piece of advice of a stranger: travel, and do it alone, it not a cliché. You will find yourself in ways you never did before. I will chill here in my house, eating some empanadas with the love of my life: Pancha my very fat and crazy 12-year-old rescued cat.