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Back home!
- I travelled 112 days,
- I slept 10 nights in big trucks, 6 in night buses, 1 in a night train (platzkarta!), 3 at bus stations, 2 in a hostel, 2 in a Catholic chapel in Tbilisi, 1 on a floor in a lodge room of an expensive hotel in Turkey, 1 in the praying room in the restaurant in Iraq, 1 on the roof of the shopping mall (with a beautiful view to Ebril's city centre), 64 by CouchSurfing with 21 hosts, 11 at friends' who I'd known before & 11 times I was simply taken home by drivers or someone who I'd just met on a street,
- I spent about 630€ (including 96€ visas fees),
- I used public transportation 25 times (from city to city),
- I crossed 14 state borders for 21 times - what means that I've been in 11 countries,
- I hitch-hiked 98 drivers (including the international bus ;),
- I had to buy a lunch for myself 28 times,
- I had 31 sex propositions,*
- I had 9 offers of a conversion to different religions (Georgian Orthodox, Roman Catholic, Shia Islam, Sunni Islam, Adventists),
- I spoke in 12 languages (Polish, Czech, Portuguese, Russian, English, Slovakian,  German, Turkish, Farsi,  Kurdish, Bulgarian & Ukrainian),
- my Russian became almost fluent,
- I learnt very basic Turkish,
- 6 times I washed my clothes in a washing machine,
- I had in my hands: 1 Kalashnikov, 2 guns,
- I did an interview with one of the PKK leaders,
- 9 times I felt somewhere so good that I had a temptation to stay there forever (including 3 times when I was seriously considering it + once I really decided to move somewhere),
- I travelled about 18 350 kilometres.

Poland

I just crossed the Polish-Ukrainian border. In about 8-10 hours I should be in Wroclaw :)

back in my country

After exactly 102 days of travelling around my beloved Middle East I crossed the EU border to Bulgaria. I'm back in my country, back in the EU (eager for seeing Alina's hot stuff in Varna ;)

privilege

I'm leaving the Middle East tomorrow. My heart is torn up. In every meaning of that word. Just it.

Anyway, even if I don't have a real reason to go back to Poland, it's good to have a country what's mine. I'm thinking about my Syrian friends - they saw their friends & relatives dying, the Syrian society is fucked up completely between the two wrong sides, their cities are bombing every day. It's not even about family or friends to come back, not even about the places - the whole society they know just doesn't exist anymore.

And I have an EU passport and I'm still impertinent enough to complain. I spent 3 months hanging around the Middle East & I'm happy about one thing: inside the EU at least my own police isn't going to shoot me. It's a great privilege, trust me.