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The Last Before I Leave

The Last Before I Leave

By on 24-06-13 in Blog | 0 comments

Well, it’s my last night before I leave.  I’m just packing my stuff up, getting what I need ready for tomorrow, and getting my things in order.  I wish I could say that I spent my whole day touring around and soaking up as much of Oslo and Europe as I could before I went home, but then I’d be lying.  I didn’t do anything at all today.  Nothing.

I had trouble waking up, and when I did finally wake up, I had trouble getting out of bed.  So I ended up spending the day playing on my iPad or 3DS and didn’t leave my hotel room until 7:30pm or so at which point I went out for dinner, and then came back and debated how early I could justify going to bed.

Part of me feels awful for having squandered the day on useless pursuits, but the other part of me realizes that I’m just completely burnt out.  I have nothing left and I’ll need whatever few energies I was able to recuperate today just to get myself through the 18 hours and three flights it’ll take me to get home tomorrow.  I think I was too ambitious when I first set out to do this trip.  So much to see, I wanted to soak up as much as I could.  Do I feel bad for having wasted one day out of three weeks because I just couldn’t bring myself to leave my room?  Yes.  Absolutely.  But I have to remind myself that if I had gone out I would only have been even more miserable and my trip home tomorrow would be even worse.  So there’s nothing much to do about it.

I’m leaving the hotel at 4:00am.

I had thought about taking the cab to the airport, but prices for cabs from here to the airport range from $140-$170 CAD, and quite frankly, walking to the train station and taking the airport train (which only takes 20 minutes to get to its destination) costs only $18 CAD for me as a student.  So I think the choice is fairly obvious.

So this will be my final post from Europe, and I’ll definitely post once or twice more with some final reactions to this trip.  So thanks for paying attention these past three weeks and I’m looking forward to coming home.  So much so that I think I could cry.

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