“A journey is best measured in friends, rather than miles.” – Tim Cahill
The
last day of our travelling came. The last 18 days ran and today looking back we
think everything was not so irritating as it seemed to be.
We
left home and from the very beginning our trip was a rich bouquet of troubles. P.S. you can look through our
blog to remember them.
Today
in the morning we were so excited looking forward for going home. We packed our
luggage, said goodbye to our hosts and went to the airport with happy smiles of
anticipation on our faces. And the mess of our trip returned… As a final strike
we mixed the airport terminals and had to run with huge suitcases up and down the
building, then to take air train and again to run up and down.
The culmination
began when we weighed our bags and realized
that they were overweight. It was worth to see how we helped each other.
Now
sitting in the Munich airport after 7 hours flight and thinking of 14 hours
waiting for departure the only thought in my mind is
Coming
back to the words above … all the experience we had, positive or negative would
have been insuperable if not so many wonderful, patient, generous and sensitive
people from Georgia side by side.
( From Ia and Zura )
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