The end of the journey came kind of slow - more like creeping, but once it arrived it was totally there. And in the same way as the distance to Asia grew, and the time changed (strange things happening while flying) it felt like being in a time-machine, and landing in Germany didnīt only feel like landing in a different part of the world -but more like in a different time, or a different world, or... I just canīt explain it - but suddenly the whole journey was so FAR AWAY. I guess in the beginning of "being back in Europe"
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