Home - Day 10.

Today was my last day. I'll be back in no time, but for some reason this time made a difference. I don't know. The translation was a hassle and I found out that it practically takes no time to crush most of my effort to think and write in English only. I guess it's because my days in London are pretty much numbered, but still, I didn't think it would be so easy to loose it again, it's somewhat disheartening.

My flight was in the evening and I went to Bonn in the afternoon. The airport coach takes only half an hour, but I wanted to wander around a little, see how the old pedestrian precinct has changed. My first stop was Goldbraun, a coffee shop close to the uni main building with a lot of traffic. I used to go there a lot and now I can't even remember the last time I was actually there.

Funny thing happened though. I ran into Chaoyu, Rina, Yumi and another friend whose name I keep forgetting. We're actually not that close. She left soon after I got there, so I took her seat. Catching up with them, I thought a lot about my undergraduate studies. I wonder how I ever managed to graduate. But it was an awesome time no doubt. And who knows, I might end up back in Bonn later.

Waiting at the airport was alright, but the flight was a bit sketchy. There was some business-looking guy who apparently wasn't listed in the system. He was in the seat, inside the plane, but not on the passenger list, so he had to leave. Crazy. He caused a mediocre delay and I arrived at Gatwick by eleven. I took the train to Victoria and the bus to Mornington Crescent. And only then I realised how much I missed London.