Leaving Tanzania was certainly a hard goodbye.

I always feel that way if I am leaving home or a country I am unsure when I am revisiting.

With Tanzania though I felt that way to a more amplified extent and up to this day I cannot really pinpoint why that is.

Maybe because its reality has moulded me into a different me.

Or maybe because it is difficult returning to the British and Cypriot societies after a month in the Tanzanian reality.

What can I say… the world has huge diversity in all aspects, but at the end of the day I feel that we are all united by our striving for happiness, whatever happiness means.

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