Now its the time when I sincerely start to think about quitting travelling for good. For. Once. And. For. All. No, it´s not an alien who has taken sudden possess of my delicious body. It´s just…I just seem to have had enough.
Actually, there´s a small piece of me in every single place I have ever been. And now looks like I´m running out of pieces to be left. Or, we should say, I would like to have some of them back , but they never seem to reciprocate.