Smells like ...

I kept my face to the window the whole time during 20 hours of flying yesterday. My face broke out in smiles as I saw my fave lil brown-walled houses below. There's something about this part of the world that makes me feel like I've come home. The smell of the air ... the friendliness of the person on the street ... Staying at a student dorm just makes it even more surreal. I've 2 weeks to enjoy this. Enjoy it I will, runny nose and all :-)