As Dylan would ask, what was my net conclusion for South America?
I gnawed on this question, of course phrased far differently because I would never use a phrase like `net conclusion.`
But basically South America is the shit. I knew this previously, but this trip was like the iron-cast truth of it. First-hand experience of the dopeness.
The people may seem cold at first, but they are warm and open in a simple way. The floods of memories, snippets of sound bites and interactions will haunt me in a way I hope never leaves.
I now feel like I am a True American, american meaning from Nome, Alaska to Patagonia. South and North, North and South. But the West Coast still is the Best Coast, no doubt.
Its difficult trying to summarize how a series of countries or a general location makes you feel, you kind of just have tobe there, breathe the air, swallow the water, and feel the pulse of the land. In my veins my home is here. In my mind my home is North. In my heart my home is everywhere.
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