Tuesday I had my last placements at the hospital and with Maria. The hospital was in the middle of a bomb scare when i arrived, so we sat outside at a cafe under the shade of a tree and just chatted about travelling, and the differences between Cordoba and BA, and Chile and Argentina. I was feeling pretty damn rough, I think ive finally caught that bug that's been going round, despite all my cocky protests that ive never been ill out here yet, and that i never get ill. Serves me right really. Dragged myself out of bed to go see Maria, went through a story she was meant to read with her, took a farewell pic and said my goodbyes. Really upsetting really, its strange to think that i'll never she her again. Was
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