In a few hours I will get on a airplane to Frankfurt, and then another to Chicago. It's been fun here in Germany and Austria, but it's not home. The food is different, we're changing hotels every night, living out of a suitcase, with the constant fear that we just went the wrong direction, because it's hard to navigate in another language. Fun while it lasted, and I'm not opposed to moving here, but when you go in with a temporary mindset, a part of me says it's time to return to normal.
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