Kho Lanta, Thailand
I've finally had to buy my ticket home. Not really because I really want to but my bank card is about to expire leaving me without means to book online. My feelings about this are mixed: On one side it'll be good to go home; you can't stay on the road forever, never having a place where you belong, always living out of your backpack. On the other hand I don't want this to end. That's why I put it off for so long, risking even rising ticket prices. Buying the ticket gives my holiday an end date; I've set the date that I will have to wake up from my dream and go back to the real world, where I will have to deal with real problems like work and life instead of what boat trip I'll do tomorrow or which beach I will lie on next. On the 8th of November this dream will come to an end. I will fly out of Singapore Changi Airport at 23:05 straight to Frankfurt in cold Germany arriving at 5:15 local time (anyone willing to greet me at the airport is welcome - I'll need some cheering up, I think). That's my expiry date, the time for my wake-up call.
So, better dream as best I can until then!
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