In 2018 my Mentor and Brother, Michael Vincent asked me a simple question: "Do you want to come to Argentina with me? We are going to visit Rene's home in Tandil.". His contacts (who soon became my brothers in the art of magic) had arranged accomodation for Mike and graciously allow me to tag along, all expenses paid for.
Between you and me, early 2018 was when I just finished my hitch-hiking journey from England to Istanbul, then my visit to my home in Hong Kong right after that (it took 10 months in total, starting with £60 and just a daypack). So i was financially strapped for dear life. But when my brother asked me, i knew it was an offer i could not refuse.
I remember working some shit ass jobs just to get the funds together. I bought the plane ticket two nights earlier than Michael. I couldn't risk walkin out to find a hotel, one because i didn't know Argentina and two i didn't want to risk getting sidetracked (explorers like myself are prone to getting sidetracked from our many years on the road), and three...i was seriously skint (i'm ashamed to admit it now...i only had enough to cover survival needs, all else was a luxury...).
So i slept two nights at the airport and prepared my spirit for this momentous journey you will see in this video. It's safe to say I went into this adventure very humbled. I told myself "I'm not here to enjoy Argentina; but to support my brother first and foremost."
Surprisingly i managed to do both. But I couldnt' have done it alone. I remember now all the friends there who supported Mike and tolerated me. To my brothers Fede and Ringo, Pencil, Second-deal, Mustasche and Lucas. Not to mention the welcoming aura of Nora, Rene's wife when we arrived in Tandil. Oh! How could i forget Pablo Zanatta! Finally to Michael who I owe so much.
The rest is history.
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