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“The Idea of the airport is crazy; you are there before entering some kind of portal, and the next time you go back from the portal, you are changed as a person.” My friend and I were chatting as I waited for check-in before she brought up this thought of hers. I thought about this throughout the 17-hour flight from Bangkok to Munich.

The first few weeks were a whirlwind of new experiences. I found myself navigating the efficient but initially confusing U-Bahn system, deciphering German labels in supermarkets, and adapting to the punctuality that seems ingrained in German culture.

Thankfully, my language preparation paid off; I can now have a full German conversation at a bakery when I get a pretzel.

My stay in Munich allowed me to discover my capabilities in not just living alone but also going through the ups and downs, handling all the phases, and essentially growing.

These past few months have taught me independence, resilience, and the value of stepping out of my comfort zone. I’ve learned to appreciate different perspectives even in obstacles, to adapt to new environments, and to see the world through a broader lens.

I realized how life can be so beautiful as I sat under a big tree in the English garden reading a book. I have always labeled myself as a big city girl, but my mind has now permanently altered; I am the most peaceful I have ever been in the city of Munich.

As I started selling my furniture, clothes, and whatever was left in my room that I couldn’t take with me to Thailand, a train of thoughts went through my mind, and this quote from a friend came up. I am indeed now a completely different person.

Thank you, Munich, and goodbye until I see you again.