The first three months of my world trip are over. I changed my flight two weeks earlier, because it’s really cheap to fly with Tui to Miami. You can book a ticket for only 150,- last minute, but it feels strange to be back at “home”. I’m still dreaming a lot about Miami. My body is here, my mind is not. I met so many great people, even I was there for only one week. This is the first city where I feel so comfortable I could see myself living here.
Feeling of home
Jose hosted me for a couple of days. I posted a public trip on couchsurfing and the next stay I knocked on his front door. Jose lives together with Marina. Even they both past the 40’s, I never met people who are so energetic. We went to a club, the beach and the everglades (didn’t like it).
Jose his feeling of home is related to nature. Even Miami is a big city, living one block of the beach makes you feel close to nature. Every day Jose is watching the sunset and reload himself by catching up the heat of the sun.
I will stay four weeks in the Netherlands before taking off to Cameroen. Keep u posted!
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