Despite my vow that I would freak out if we were not on the road today, we are not on the road and I am ok. Last night we (and by we I mean Patrick, as I drank champagne with Oma to celebrate our on the road soon night, and went to bed at 12:30) were up till 4 trying to get the last things ready for the bike. This morning we still had the handle protectors and the tool transport contraption. So we had a choice between leaving at 3, which would be in 30 minutes and with a very tired Patrick, or spend the rest of today eating Oma’s food and go to bed early – and yes wake up early. The final clincher was last night when Patrick’s sister called to say if we leave Monday (early) they would meet us at 9 just outside Ulm for 2 days of riding together in Austria. So early Monday it is!
The crazy thing is looking back to how we got here, me living in Germany, and about to go on another trip, only this time me driving my own bike. It seems like it was just yesterday that I was meeting Patrick in Argentina, truth be told a guy I had partied with a couple of times in Korea and the opportunity to see South America by motorcycle being too good to be true. And of course assuming that I would probably never see him again, before going back to do my Masters in Canada. Yet that was almost 3 years ago, and almost 4 since I first met him.
ooooo time is speeding up not slowing down. Maybe this is why we leave 3 days later.