Something I learned about myself through all this back and forth it’s that I hate travelling, not the time spent far from home per se, which I actually really enjoy, but the actual transportation part. It stresses me out so much. Luckily my trip here was pretty chill and uneventful, especially compared to the series of misadventures I had when going back home (wrong bus, wrong terminal, wrong train ticket, I got body-searched at the boarding pass and for the first time in my life they asked me to measure my luggage, that barely passed the test).