Preparing for Argentina, everyone pitches in

"There are only two ways to look at life, one as if nothing is a miracle, the other as if everything is miraculous." A. Einstein

What if we were all the center of our world, and life organized things according to our way of thinking?

A bit like being balls in a McDonalds swimming pool, but each with its own unique color.

And with the option of changing colors at will!

And best of all, the pool moves to take us in the direction of our choice.

When my little sister was young, she had a friend whose parents were Argentinean. And before I left my parents' house, my mom used to refer to these people, telling me how lovely they were and how much she liked them.

And like a pool ball that hears these words, the pool shifts the flow to make something incredible happen.

Two weeks after talking about them, my parents were going to a restaurant one Sunday when they bumped into... this couple whose husband is Argentinean. They hadn't spoken in 8 years, but of course they talked about my project.

I'm already in the Canaries by then, so I can't join them.

The couple ask my parents what town I'm going to, a question my parents don't have the answer to. But they get Dad's number anyway, because mutual help is important.

A few days later, I get the Argentinian Dad on the phone. - The magic ball pool - He has 3 children in Argentina. We chat and he tells me that these 3 children live in Cordoba.

My final destination!

So he shares his contact details with me, and I send him a message right away.

So we'll be dining together the week I arrive!