So, today my adventure ends. A silly little trip, travelling solo, to another continent, it might seem. I don’t know how often I panicked bf coming here, and in hindsight I wonder why I ever did. I am grateful for the step out of my comfort zone and can’t wait to see what’s next. Feeling melancholic, I wrote this. Thanks 🙂
I would like to thank… (in no order of importance)
Mathias for his camera and adapter – I adore the pics I `ve taken!
Julia for her old-fashioned and thus much appreciated mp3player. It kept me company on the roads.
Susie for encouraging me always. My sister, for the same.
My dad for texting me they loved me in exactly the right moment.
M for moving to SF and indirectly inspiring this trip. Thanks for teaching me it is ok to want what I want.
Dr for always believing in me and loving me, no matter how I feel or what is going on. Much love from deep West (?).
Claudia & René, Julia and Pedro for feeding my cats and cuddling them.
Pedro for sharing my flat so I can leave without worrying.
Nici &G for picking me up at the airport. With a heart balloon.
Alex, for a thousand reasons.
All my friends who rejoice with me in my adventures. I do love you and know I don’t always say it 😉 Working on it.
The Backstreet Boys for still being on tour 😉
My home. I love coming back to you ❤
“Every song ends. Is that any reason not to enjoy the music?“ Quote fits.