By Larry Larson – Professional Fishing Guide“Don’t cry for me, Argentina. The truth is I never left you,” that’s how the song goes, and I felt like I’d never left after looking through my passport, which contained 25 border crossing stamps for Argentina in the last eight years. It was early December, and I had time to reminisce as I waited for dinner aboard my flight from Washington-Dulles airport to Buenos Aires. My thoughts of the hunting expeditions, good friends and the fantastic food I’d…