The legend of the Flying Dutchman concerns a ghost ship that can never make port, doomed to sail the oceans forever. That’s how I feel sometimes – on the move all the time. Trains, taxis, buses and airplanes are my means of transport, not a two-masted sailing ship. I have been traveling on and off for two months now, and it will be nice to spend some time at home for a change.
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