I’m sad, nervous and even a bit scared. Agitate at least.
My days in Poland will end soon, and there’re so many uncertainties lying ahead.
Of course I chose all these, and I’m a so-called independent traveler, if not by the strictest sense a “backpacker.” But I can’t help thinking how much I’ve been “protected” and cared for and even loved by various people, including my Grzegorz and the Taiwanese L.
Thank you all — including many whom I may have or haven’t mentioned on this blog.