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Travel diary, day 0
My previously announced departure to the US got a bit delayed, but now it's finally going to happen. Tomorrow's the day. My flight will depart the Helsinki-Vantaa airport at 7:35 AM. Change of plane at Paris-Charles de Gaulle, then it's a straight flight all the way to San Fransisco. Total duration, 16 hours. Matters aren't helped by the fact that if I want to be on the airport in time, I need to take a bus that leaves at 5 AM.
It's a strange feeling, looking around and knowing that I won't be seeing this place for four months. I can't help but feeling that it'll be a kind of a death and rebirth; I'll leave where and what I am now. One doesn't just spend four whole months in an entirely different place and remain unchanged. When I come back, I'll be a new person, hopefully for the better.
I should probably be getting to bed, but a part of me wants to remain awake and savor the last hours of my old life while it still can.
It's a strange feeling, looking around and knowing that I won't be seeing this place for four months. I can't help but feeling that it'll be a kind of a death and rebirth; I'll leave where and what I am now. One doesn't just spend four whole months in an entirely different place and remain unchanged. When I come back, I'll be a new person, hopefully for the better.
I should probably be getting to bed, but a part of me wants to remain awake and savor the last hours of my old life while it still can.
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