After 30+ hrs, cancelled and delayed flights, i finally made it home, but baggage-less. In a way I feel incomplete b/c all my souvenirs are in the bag so it's like a lot of memories are still scattered out there. At least I still have my photos to remind me what an amazing time I've had. Truly what made the trip great and so memorable is my dear friend Alex. He's one of the few people in this world who can sit with me and understand me, often times without me having to speak... That whole silent communication and understanding actually exists... Don't get me wrong, being absolutely retarded together was equally magnificent... Sigh paris je t'aime...
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