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I will leave again. At the end of June, I fly again towards the Orient. It was enough for me to receive the e-ticket on my mail to feel wings.
At 540 € round trip Paris-Kuala Lumpur, on KLM, I cracked. I will never find the best price for Asia ...
The only prospect of a new beginning, materialized by the purchase of this ticket, plunges me into abysses of bliss. Leaving, coming back, leaving again. The very flavour of existence seems to me to be entirely suspended from this pendulum swing. Am I normal?
Because of the crisis, the majority of people prefer not to leave. Or do not go far.
The crisis helping, I'm crazy with joy when I manage to go back to the other side of the world in spite of everything. By aiming for places where the standard of living allows me to go for long weeks without paying too much. Is it indecent?
I spend whole nights on the internet juggling airline schedules, fares and connections. I deliciously immerse myself in the blogs of travellers who look like me. Those who are not afraid to leave a little room for improvisation, for chance, who rely on their lucky stars, who trust. For them, for me, being elsewhere is always exhilarating. By what miracle?
I keep thinking that one day I might not come back either. All these "parentheses from elsewhere" put together over so many years make up a little piece of existence that sometimes seems so much more precious than anything else... Does that make sense?
I do not know exactly where I'm going to hang out my flip flops in July from Kuala Lumpur. Preparations, but not too much! Only certainty, I'm going to return soaking my fins to Sipadan, off Borneo, accessible from a wing shot with Air Asia. After ... I'm still at the stage where everything is possible.