Whenever I see people who know I’m going to Argentina, their first questions are usually some assortment of “Are you excited? Are you scared? Are you getting nervous?” To which I respond yes, yes, and yes. I don’t know how to feel. I’m just going through the daily motions until I make the biggest change of my life. That’s all I got. Don’t ask me what I’m doing tomorrow. This time is a blur until July 19 when I leave on a jet plane. Quit asking me about my plans down there. I’m staying with a host family and going to school, that’s all I got so far. I’ll fill in the blanks when I establish that I’m capable of having a conversation with a random stranger in Spanish.