28/12/2017 Here we are again. It's the eve of an other departure day, my luggage is next to me, ready to be filled again, my boarding pass is printed and in an hour I am going to say goodbye to my friends for the second and last time in 2017. I came back home eight days ago but it might as well been a month. To be honest, the whole concept of time is a little bit messed up in my mind right now because when I talk to people I am always quite sure that I have been gone for something like six months, not only three (and a half). How is it possible that everything (or almost everything) stayed the same here? I can only see that I have been gone from new shops and restaurants around the city, because otherwise it might have been only a weekend. The University of Coimbra, destination of our last trip of 2017 The first part of my Erasmus ended with a trip to Coimbra and Aveiro with my friends Alice and Andrea. It was a proper way to say goodbye to this country, one last t...
Not all those who wander are lost. Except me, I usually am (and I love it).