Finally got to Frankfurt Airport.

A 21-flight is waiting, but still looking forward to it.

I'm going home.

It's the end. After 84 days.

I must say, I'm very proud of myself for getting through and being safe and healthy; for meeting so many people on my way, and actually go to see the world with my own eyes.

How many people got the chance to do that on their own?

I'm really really proud.

This time, with a big bag of souvenirs, a long list of contact of all the people I've met on the road, and most importantly, no regrets, I can go home with nothing but contentment.

Love traveling, love traveling alone, I dun mind doing it again & again.

Of course right now, all I wanna do is to go home, take a hot shower, have a nice sleep on my own bed, and give all my dirty clothes to mummy! =)

13/8/01．Frankfurt Airport．8:24am