On the bus from Ko Samet to Bangkok I decided to take a look on the pictures on my phone. These were photos stored back a little after I got my then new phone from the Philippines four years ago. It hit me that while I had been in Tokyo for a little over a year and have been travelling in Southeast Asia for a little over a month, home is Montreal. Home is where my sister is. Home is where my friends and family are.
It was quite the powerful emotion. It almost made me cry.
I still have a lot to do before I would like to go home. At the same time, I can't wait to go back.
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