Until we meet again
Then it was Monday, August 26, 2024. A date that seemed so distant when, almost two years ago, we decided to start saving for a long trip. Time is a tricky thing, but suddenly we had said goodbye to everyone we care about, packed up our apartment, and had our last beer on the couch. Then we were standing in the airport with two heavy suitcases, surrounded by our beloved families. A huge victory. But also bittersweet.
One last hug, a ‘kartfoffel mad’, and 21 hours in the air ahead.