so far away

It was an indoor market, with a maze of stairs and escalators. I was in Venezuela only for two days, would leave the following day. The girl at the hippie stall selling pendants and necklaces and new age stuff smiled, I smiled back but was a bit shy to talk. Suddenly I find myself telling her I live in London and am only here for a couple of days, finding everything strange -the country has forgotten me, I have forgotten the country, its smell, its flow and ways. Time was beginning to ebb more quickly, I would need to pack, do stuff. But the girl smiled. London was so very far away...