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| We're watching our children step into those cars, driving them to the hotels where they're going to spend their first night as married couples... They're waving at us one more time ... and I'm watching them go away, live their own lives as we are staying behind. I guess this is how it always is: time flies, children leave and parents go on with their lives. I have to wipe away a tear that was in the corner of my eyes... "let's go home" i peck your lips after saying this and we both leave the party together... going back home and starting the plans for our trip the following day. Japan was lovely, so was Sweden, Germany, Italy, Belgium, Holland, Romania, France and all the other places we were in... and from each we sent a post card to our children, who didn't call us not even once to complain but only to tell us how happy they were for themselves and for us... After two - three months on the road, we went back home... back to London. We both missed it. We missed its buildings, the weather (as strange as that may seem), our house and our comfort (I guess we are getting old... ) And this is how this part of the adventure ends. Of course it has a happy ending, and I hope our children's adventures will have a happy one as well.
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