Jetlag + qwerty = not the ideal situation
to write but here I am!
So where did we left off? Right, my goodbye party. Ooow I liked it! I liked it like a facebook-like times 10! I had a wonderful time and I hope the invited ones felt the same way. I went home with a great but pretty wasted feeling. Around 4.30 o'clock I lay in my bed with only one thought 'I love my friends and that is why I am going to miss them so much..'
But I guess that knowing that there are
people caring about you and vise versa is the reason why leaving is such a
wonderful experience. If you do not have a home to come back too, than what
does leaving means? I define 'home' not literally as the place where your house
is situated but the place where you are surrounded by the people that you love
and love you back. How meaningful and challenging is leaving when there is no
home to come back to? I am lucky to be able to miss home and be missed by the
ones that are part of it.
I woke up with a huge headache –‘one from
here to Taiwan I would say in Dutch’ ;) – realizing that I still had to finish
packing my bags with only one kg left to reach the weight limit. I could not
think straight so I just filled my bags with the things I really needed
(probably not) and hoped that they would have mercy at the airport! Eventually,
I left with a bag of 26 kg (3kg overweight) and a handbag of 10 kg (2kg
overweight)..Talking about taking a risk and winning the battle against weight!
3 comments:
Have fun! We miss you already! -baradouz
Bring me some gebakken raaist !
Seb
Hallo Caro'tje,
Je bent nog niet veel uit mijn gedachten geweest hoor ! Hoe is het daar ? Amuzeer je maar hé ! Vandaag zijn we paddestoelen gaan plukken met Spyke, Pa Solomon en Moeke. Er waren er weinig, wij waren duidelijk te vroeg :) Allee groetjes van ons allen ook van Spike en Belli, Cedes en Koelka. xxx
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