And just like that, after nearly three months, I was leaving the Philippines already-where did the time go? I thought to myself. I enjoyed my time a great deal that on the day I was already departing. Reminded by my brother in law at our hotel -I thought my flight back to Germany was still the next day. Oh my gosh! Tonight is my flight! I groaned. Feeling happy, sad and excited at the same time, I knew the moment had come- I was leaving the Philippines (again) and that meant, not only departing from my country, but also separated from my beloved loved ones, and leaving everything behind to be back to my real world, Germany.