Hanna and Luis are in the process of moving from Glasgow to Venezuela and stopped briefly in Germany to take care of a few things and visit some friends. I was one of them!
bottle
A very special day with the most special person.
It’s sometimes hard to cope with the fact that all my friends improve so much at running in such a short time, even though I train three times a week.
We drove to Bremerhaven, very close to where I grew up, to visit the Klimahaus and my father. It was a surreal experience to be in those places with Anna. I usually try to avoid going there, but this time it was nice, even if Linus, my father’s ageing dog, tore a ligament later that day while trying to chase a cat.
I lied to Anna for her own good, because I’d prepared a little gift for her, and her investigative skills were dangerously close to ruining the surprise. Thankfully, I’m apparently a pathological liar, because she didn’t suspect a thing and was very happy to receive this little robin.
Summer is the best season, no debate needed.
I love winning battles against that inner voice telling me not to do hard things. It feels great.
My journal entry from two years ago (just a classic text-based journal) ended with me promising myself I wouldn’t spend my birthday alone the following year. And I didn’t.
Last year, I invited my friends over on the evening of my birthday, and it was wonderful. Now many of them have babies, so this year I invited them over on Sunday afternoon for coffee and cake instead. It was great.
I went to bed blissful and full of gratitude.
I didn't get engaged that day.
Visiting Tower Bridge while melting wasn’t exactly a highlight of this trip, but I’m glad I saw it.
We didn’t have a single day with fewer than 20,000 steps, and after a while, it definitely started to show.
We spent the first of May in the park, having a great old time. It couldn’t have been a better start to the month.
8-hour train ride to Prague
I miss my little Boldu buddy.
