Here’s the idea: graduate from University, find a job or just see if anything grabs your attention in the world of employment, and if nothing happens, there's one good option: move to South America. Sounds fair enough. After graduating I still had no idea what I wanted to do for a living, and coupled with the economic downturn - which made it difficult to find a proper job - I decided to throw myself into the thick of it and move to Chile for six months. I wanted to gain some real world experience, do some interesting, mind-expanding travelling - see new things, taste new cultures - instead of just banging my head against the impenetrable wall of employment back home.
‘I’m coming to Santiago on Tuesday, and then a few days later heading south to Patagonia. We should meet up.’ Such was the communication from X, a friend from London who was living in Buenos Aires. ‘Sounds good,’ I replied. ‘I’ll be around. In fact I’d love to see the South too. Fancy adding one more to your travelling party?’
It seemed like too good an opportunity to miss. I didn’t know what to expect from the South apart from slightly colder weather, but I was more than ready for a new adventure into unknown terrain.
‘Sure,’ replied X. ‘My friend K is coming too, so it’ll be three of us.’