It was all so far away - there was quiet and an untouched feel to the country and I could work as I pleased.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
And, I was really impressed with how beautiful our country was and how friendly the people were.
So far, and today, everything felt really great. Now I am good to get on the plane and fly to Australia.
It was so quiet that morning in Paris that the heels of my two companions and myself were loud on the deserted pavements. It was a city of shuttered shops, and barred windows, and deserted avenues.
It was wonderful to find America, but it would have been more wonderful to miss it.
Often, before returning home, I would take a long and roundabout way and pass by the peaceful ramparts from where I had glimpses of other provinces, and a sight of the distant country.
Everything else outside me seems far, far away.
I missed my home - like the physicality of my home, I missed my friends and my family mostly and just hanging out and being in your home country - culturally it feels right and that is what I miss.
And at five o'clock in the morning we left to drive to Old Tucson, and I sat with my mouth open in the van. I was stunned by the beauty of that country.
I was brought up in a flat in North London - virtually the last building in London, because north of us was countryside all the way to the coast, and south of us was non-stop London for 20 miles.
It was hard to be away from home, but I am glad that I am home now.
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