Tomorrow I will be back in BsAs after a month in Italy. I have wanted to write about this every other day, but what would have written the day after I landed would have been opposite to what I was about to write on week 1.
First, it struck me the level of wealth in Europe. During this small trip I visited Madrid, London and Milan. I landed in Madrid first thing and I felt like a child in Disneyworld. I kept watching my back and was afraid to take out my mobile phone to check out for info on the public WiFi, I was afraid to take off my backpack or to open it in public. Then I saw everybody else doing it and happily tagged along.
Second, I was appalled by how such trivial things can "spoil" the day of a wealthy European. They want everything to be perfect, spotless, on time, cheap and fast. They want to have all sort of info available to plan in advance, schedule, rearrange, find the best price/deal/timing - if something get screwed, they literally lose their mind to it. I was happy with things just being "safe" and there.
Third, given the fact that Europeans have available all of the modern world technologies and discoveries, I was surprised to find out that their level of life enjoyment has not increased with technology improvements. Yes, you can do tons of things with your fingertip, you can shop from a gazillion of websites. Yet, your life isn't any better than if you were in LatAm.
Fourth, I heard stories of mental struggles, suicides, betrayals, financial issues, mid-life crisis happening at 30 y.o. and a lot of fuzzy family situations. The more complex the life, the more complex the problems.
In the end, I am happy to go back to Argentina, where things are lesser and people live happier.