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What a heavenly change since [we managed to get out of that muddy road](https://steemit.com/travel/@diabolika/mud-season). We were back into this comfortable silence and conversation about the story of our lives along the way. I didn't know how to be more thankful enough to be taken 1000 km to my next destination. Everything went smoothly after we had gotten past that great obstacle on the road.

We all had to spend a night somewhere after being on the road for the whole day. One of the hardest parts of this trip was to look for an accommodation or a "Cabaña" in this unknown town. I let my folks do the talking as they are the ones who could really speak Spanish to the Argentine ruralites. Luckily, we found a very nice one with 4 bedrooms. I was very grateful to be even hosted here too.

That night, we went out to buy some food and proper wine to celebrate this day. We cooked our dinner and shared all the food that we had. And of course, I would never forget all our good moments, from the muddy road to this little house. After this little celebratory feast, we went to bed early to have that well-deserved rest.

The next day, even though the road seemed endless again, I knew that everything would soon come to an end. Deep down, I didn't really know how to face this part. My Spanish folks finally dropped me to my Couchsurfer host's house, like they really made sure I was in the right place. There was a [Korean girl here from Couchsurfing too which I hitchhiked with later on](https://steemit.com/travel/@diabolika/the-mad-ones-on-the-road-and-winter-madness). My Argentine host was there and even offered to smoke Marijuana with my Spanish father, ha! It was nice to have such cool parents that moment.

They didn't stay long as they had to move on. What sucks about being left behind here? It was not because I was leaving behind a man or a man was leaving me in a place, this was a different kind of goodbye. There was this certain kind of love I felt during those days. Not because I was transported, housed, or fed, but more of a parental appreciation, attention, and care I have never really felt for so long. This time though, goodbye was really hard. This was just one of the goodbyes I would never forget in my life. It broke my heart and right there and then I cried. I cried like I would never really cry for anyone else. I still feel very deeply. My Spanish mother finally kissed me on the forehead, <i>Mi hija</i>, she said. And with a heavy heart, I said goodbye. I'm hoping to this day that I would see them again in another place, in another time.

When you are traveling, you have to say goodbye a lot,  it can be exhausting and to be honest, emotionally draining. But this is what makes you human. There would be people along the way you would never forget, as you move on and begin yet another chapter of your life on the road. I guess I haven't warned you enough of this kind of goodbye. 

Travel for as long as you like, for whatever it is that you are searching until you find it. The world is yours. Be forewarned though, the leaving part never gets easier. You will never forget how people made you feel. Be prepared for that moment when it would be hard to swallow. Be prepared to be emotionally attached to the good moments that might never be repeated. Be prepared to say goodbye to that time and place, and to that version of yourself that might never exist again.

As you travel,  you see things differently. Your senses are heightened. The air is fresh, the mountains look majestic, the trees are greener  - everything is vivid. You become happy with all these simple pleasures in life, you are happy to be on your own and to look after yourself all the time. But this human need to belong and be taken care of would still be there wherever you are. You take what you get most of the time, and if you encounter really good souls along the way, it would even be harder to let go. It is just the way it is, so just feel it anyway. It is fine to embrace your humanity. I guess the hardest part is saying goodbye to a part of yourself that you met in a certain time and place.