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 didn´t 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 can´t explain it - but suddenly the whole journey was so FAR AWAY. I guess in the beginning of "being back in Europe" also I was far away (from myself), because everything just felt so surreal - for many days. Of course I also got sick. Just because it is so silly, so stupid - and so typical
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