I was gone

It was time. Time to go.
Said goodbye to my new room-mate "The Samurai".

Had my last breakfast. Walked down to the gas station bought something went to my "friend of difficult mornings" to get a cup of coffee and went to my room to eat.

Waits was on the Ipod...talking about yesterday coming back...

Nice lady was in the reception. :) Lucky me.
(to rude reception bitch: Yes I'm going back to my country.)

Looked around my room, it was only half-alive.

It was a nice day, my tree still had cherries.

I looked at my room, at my table, at my chair, my flag and my eyes froze on the key that was dancing on the door. My side of the room was dead and empty. Turned it for the last time. Twice.

Had my bags in A block 216... check-out. Had a bus to catch there couldn't be any more procrastination.
At the bus stop enjoyed the view one would see at the beginning of every trip (the ones that started with a bus).

Sat on the bus with my back turned to the driver and Pardubice kept shrinking.
I had officially left and would only come back once. But I didn't live there any more.

Got to Hlavni Nadrazi and what an amazing surprise. Murat was there :)
Two goodbye's hurt more than one but... I'm glad I met you there.
He left first and I waved as his (delayed) train pulled away.
For the first time I didn't complain about the trains being late.

My train arrived minutes later and...

...In the morning... I was gone.