As I bid farewell to the Emerald Isle

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It has been an excitingly incredible journey. My 10-week period of stay is filled with adventures of a lifetime.

Knowing Frits is an amazing memory. He is a man of wise, experienced and honest character. He teaches me not to give up and to give it all. To test yourself to the limit, he also put me in a situation where I am at peace with myself. He opens my eyes that I am a beautiful lady, being that deserves everything that I deserve. I deserve to be happy and because I am keen, he says I should demand a man in an equally stable relationship. This is for future reference. Anyhow, I feel sad to leave him but we will surely keep in touch. Hope so.

Friends (now family),

To say I know you is a false claim. I don't and won't know you until we spend a 24-7 together. If I were given a chance, I would do Ireland all over again with both of you. I love you and I know you love me too. You are so precious to me.

Now, let's get home.


Leaving Ireland for London,
Syzurya,
29 April 2017.

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