Back to Reality
Hello Ireland
I land with a thud.
The cold Dublin air hits my face as I step out on to the tarmac.
I left Lisbon at 6am. Arrived back to Dublin at 9. Slept all the way.
Not caring about my co-passengers if I snored. My new found confidence of not giving a hoot.
Because I had managed to squeeze every last article of clothing I used in the past week into a tiny child’s size back pack, I exit the airport swiftly.
Even expediating the trip by chancing my arm and taking the EU passport holder’s route. With my Australian passport.
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