You’ll keep travelling and moving from country to country until love stops you. That’s what friends and family told me. I left the US after college for a post-graduate degree in Marbella, Spain, followed shortly by an internship in Barcelona. After a short stint back in Texas endlessly submitting job applications to every country on every continent I caught a break. I was hired by a hotel in the US Virgin Islands and spent nearly a year on St. John. On a whim I booked a vacation to Buenos Aires to visit my best friend and on a bigger whim I decided I’d just stay. I left half of my belongings there, went back to the islands to quit my job and collect my things. Within a month I was living in Argentina. Four months in Argentina and I met someone and stopped moving. Over 7 years later I’m married and still in Argentina, just as predicted.