I spent the whole afternoon puzzling over whether or not there was some up between us. Funny thing about traveling is that because relationships your develop are multi-cultural, it is hard to tell what is what. What may look like an obvious green light by your standards is an innocent gesture by someone else's; turning an otherwise simple exchange into a complex riddle
Right when I had given up on making sense of the whole thing, she came back from her shopping spree.
Dija buy the whole store? I asked
You make fun of me?
Never !!!!!
I need to talk to you, she said
I am all ears.
It is important... I got this email
Ohhhh shit, here it comes. I can smell these derailing moments from a mile away
This friend of mine is coming to Mendoza tomorrow
Yeah !!!
I thought maybe I would wait another day.
I was confused. This friend, is it a guy friend or a girl friend. Would it be a boyfriend? I didnt mind going alone, but as much as I didn't want to be a third wheel, I also didnt want to blow a nice thing with this incredible chick.
We talked a little bit more, when I unsuccessfully tried to figured out who this friend was. We basically agreed I would head to Salta on my own, but would meet up with her the following day. I thought this friend couldnt possible be her boyfriend, otherwise she would have to blow me off.
Are you mad, she asked
No
Really, really no?
I was confused, but not mad
She grabbed my hand and gave me this huge kiss on the cheek. Where I come from, this was a huge yes sign. But then again, we were not in the place where I come from.
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