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Someone Tell Mom I’m Never Coming Home

Oh Uruguay, My Uruguay… I hate to leave you now,

Your shore is covered in golden sand, and the people there kind,

The end is near, the airport I fear, the students all exhausted.

Not quite Walt Whitman, but you get the drift. Studying abroad in Uruguay will forever be one of the best opportunities afforded me by the university. The days were packed to the brim with farm tours and informational briefs, the students lost more sleep than anticipated, and the hotel wifi proved to be difficult, but it took one week. One week to make sixteen new friends. One week to get a glimpse into a cattle-driven economy. One week to understand how agriculture controls an individual’s livelihood. One week to fall in love with a place and a people that I never knew.

As we walked into the airport, I broke down in tears. Uruguay will forever hold the biggest piece of my heart.