Come talk to me when you hit 50 :-) The "retire to Latin America" trope seems to be extremely popular amongst thirtysomethings who haven't necessarily considered what it would be like to suddenly put thousands of miles between yourself and aging parents, family, children, whatever friends you still have, etc. It just ain't that simple.
I'm sure its different for everyone, but I'm 31 and live in a 1100 sq ft condo with my wife; I could give away all our Ikea furniture in 24 hours on Craigslist and be on the other side of the world in 48-72 hours. That's just me though and how I like to live.
