And it is sitting in the Toronto airport, getting up slowly to board a plane towards St. John’s and then Dublin that I realized that leaving was hard, but that you needed to jump with both feet and without bracing so that you could really live a moment or experience. Like thoses mountains in Canmore…

Can’t wait to be in Ireland making my way with two great friends towards one of the nicest sceneries on earth.

Hopefully Ireland will be a prelude to Germany that holds up to my expectations.