Ukraine – Day 5

The next morning was quiet, as I knew I was leaving shortly.  Mark and I went out for lunch and were met by Nick for a final meal.  Afterwards, we went to a WWII museum and walked around chatting before I left for the airport and hugged my brother goodbye.  I couldn’t believe it was over.  It happened so fast.

I arrived in Amsterdam around 8pm and had a 12 hour layover – just enough time to do some exploring.  I met a guy named Jeff, a 43 year old guy from San Antonio who works for Boeing.  We decided to hangout and explore the city together, as we were both on the same flight home tomorrow.  When we got back to the airport  I was physically exhausted, but I couldn’t sleep.  Part of me was depressed.  Why did it have to be over?  Is it possible I had too good of a time?  I watched my video footage over and over and was fighting back tears.  I was just coming off one of the best weekends of my life, memories I will cherish forever.

I felt some resolute in the fact that school was starting up once I got back.  More memories to made; more times to be had with family and friends.  It is, after all, a story with no ending.

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