After almost 3 years in UK and Europe, I'm finally back to home; to my roots. Still feels surreal somehow. I'm not sure if I'm really here but everything seems to tell me it's real. I've decided to write about it to make sense of things. This was what happened before my arrival in Kuala Lumpur International Airport.
7 Dec 08 - I flew from Milan, Italy to Eindhoven, The Netherlands, after spending 4 weeks in Brescia, Italy. Spent 6 days with my girlfriend in Utrecht before heading home.
12 Dec 08 - Her father drove us to Brussels Airport at 6am. At midnight, I arrived in Chennai Airport, India. Due to the time difference, it felt like the next day and trust me, Chennai Airport was the worst airport I've been.
13 Dec 08 - I arrived in one piece in KLIA and still had some energy to hunt for duty-free cigarettes.
There you have it, 5 countries in 6 days. I know that this will be my claim to fame for a while but I didn't feel human when it happened. It was too fast and everything changed too drastically. My life practically changes with every step I made.
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