My inner alarm clock gently rings in a new day. I hear roosters in the distance, crickets are chirping, it's still dark outside.

I am sitting on the side of a gravelroad, in the middle of nowhere in Uruguay. I have been on the road for a few days but only just right...

In 25 days I am going to get on an airplane in Frankfurt. 17 hours later I am going to then get off that plane in Buenos Aires... A place...