After two long months in the Middle East, I’m home once again. It was a spectacular trip – with more hassles but far fewer logistical problems than Brazil.
Still, I am excited to get home. I haven’t had a haircut in more than 3 months, nor have I done a real workout in two. It’s the longest I’ve been outside of a gym since starting college. I feel like an afro on a stick.
It’s also time to buckle down and get some work done – I’ve got 3 computer jobs that need attention, and while programming on the road sounds nice, in practice it’s virtually impossible to be 100% productive in hostels with slow and unreliable WiFi.
Then, just about two months from now, I’ll be heading home. To my other home. The city that no matter how hard I try, I just can’t get out of my mind.
Told you I’d be back.
Although I’ve not quite finished blogging on the Middle East, I’m afraid it’s gonna have to be put on hold for the time being – I’ve got probably five months of work to get through in the next two. As always, I’ll try to catch up little by little in any free moments. We’ll see how it goes 🙂