Almost back home
It's Saturday & I've been travelling for roughly two days. Two trains from Belgium to France, one flight from Paris to Reunion, & then one flight from Reunion to Madagascar. Even though I'm travelling roughly half the distance that I would have if I had travelled back from Canada, it feels like a llooooooonnnnng time to be on trains, planes, & automobiles. & I'm up for my most hated flight yet. The next flight only has about 35ish seats, but it has horrible service, is massively cramped, & is usually made up of approx 80% people with some pretty ripe body odor. But, on a positive note, what an incredible three weeks I've had. I've been in four different countries, six cities (I think?), and spoken three different languages (I spoke a bit of Spanish before and was able to pick up a tiny bit of Italian. I must go back to Italy). & I'm sort of looking forward to going back to MG? It sounds so weird... I had one sort-of breakdown on v...