This is the end of my trip. I have been in Bangkok for the past three days and how not to look back to those who will last forever in my memories. Bashir should be on his way to Naran for the tourist season, Shinta is still at the head of Bali center, Noa is climbing in north of Laos, I missed Wytse in Nepal, Erik is already back in Netherland, Dolma is still struggling in her Tibetan refugees camp, I miss Tim the little easy smiling kids so much … just to name a few. And of course to all the kids who considered me as a playmate much more as a than a teacher.
It’s time to go home and see how people I know have changed and how I have changed myself. And maybe be on the road … again.
Thanks to all the people I met through this past few months who make my best experience of my life.
Thanks to my family and my friends who help for this trip.
Thanks to you who follow me during this year.
« Certains pensent qu’ils font un voyage, en fait, c’est le voyage qui vous fait ou vous défait. » [Nicolas Bouvier]