We woke up at 5:00 AM after going to bed around mid nite, so very little sleep.
The anticipation of the upcoming trip back home and the unfrequent flyer jitters meant a fatigued night. We were both sad that our vacations were coming to an end and that we had to say goodbye to family and friends.
We had finished packing everything the night before so all that was left was the toiletries and knickknacks.
We made our way downstairs and placed our bags in front of the door.
The quietness of the hour made us pensive and we sat on the living room trying to absorb the last images of out homeland. Like making mental photographs for posterity.
My brother came downstairs and we put the bags in the car and said goodbye to the city…
The streets were empty and devoid of people. The capital roads, usually full of traffic, were also telling us that we were going to be missed. We crossed the city at record speed and in a few minutes, we were on the road to the airport.
This moment came and changed the whole perspective of the ending of our trip. The mood was quiet in the car. Partly because of tiredness, partly because we wanted to savor the moment.
The sun was saying “So long, come back soon, we’ll miss you…”
We promised we will!