— I don’t want to leave this heavenly place.

— Me neither, Needle. But I’m already getting homesick.

— I’ve got a project to finish too… time to go down to earth.

The tour had come to an end, flipping the page full of adventures to a new chapter. A reel of vivid memories still lingered like developed film — a palette of experiences left behind only to be relived later with fresh intensity. For now, it was time to start the journey back, toward the lively home where colourful streets were waiting for their people, and vinyl shops were begging to be filled with new discoveries.

— Can’t wait to crack open a cold lager. Lambics are not my thing.

— I just want my pyjamas and a proper sofa sprawl.

After grabbing a few souvenirs, Needle and Plate headed for their flight. Coming back saturated — that’s what really means you feel the moment, the one that reignites your taste for life.