belletammy

I’m sitting here at Nsimalen airport, which is bereft of activity, an airport of a country far smaller than my country, but which seems to have more functional facilities than the airport in the capital of my great country.  I am looking at my suitcase, the proof of my three months stay in this country and wondering whether I should be feeling this way.   One friend asked me last night if I cried saying good bye and another asked if I was sad leaving. My response to both questions was laughter. I had music on so loud like I was celebrating my departure.  Usually before trips, especially after living in a place, I have knots in my tummy but this time I was numb, no feelings whatsoever.   I didn’t have much time to see the best of the place but I sure saw some part of the bad! In the short time I stayed here, this country didn’t grow on me at all.    I’ve checked in and I am sitting in the lounge, there are still no nostalgic feelings and thankfully, the staff at t