I believe I can fly…
One day before going to Banda Aceh was tremendously fascinating: a combination of all feelings that I never felt before. Happy, nervous, sad, enthusiastic and a lot more.
I can’t say what I felt, I can’t imagine what I thought. Everything was really in a big rush, but it was very distinct feeling – glad full of groans and moans but lack of creaks – what was that?! It was the second mind. But everything was fine after all.
You can check the complete stories on:
that’s the link to the day-to-day story of my shortcoming in Aceh.
Have fun reading!