Anna's mother had always dreamed of doing a Wattwanderung, a walk through the Wadden Sea at low tide to one of the nearby islands. So we packed our things, rented a car and a house, and made our way to Germany's north coast, where I'm originally from.
This was the first vacation I never wanted to end. But I was also glad to be back with the cats.
Aaand we're off to the UK. First Glasgow and Edinburgh, then London.
Packing is the worst. I’m not even bad at it, it just isn’t fun. It’s like a puzzle where the result will never be perfect, and you just have to live with the compromises. Especially when you’re flying with only carry-on luggage.
This marks the end of our little Barcelona adventure.
I'll never enjoy flying. It's against nature and shouldn't be possible.
