It’s 2.53 am and I can’t sleep.
Tomorrow is my last day in Munich before I leave on my round-the-world trip. This trip is what has kept me sane over the last three years while I was struggling through my PhD. Reading about other peoples’ dreams and how they managed to make them come true was what kept me going.
I’ve been looking forward to this ever since I made up my mind to go travelling, while I was still on my first ever solo trip in Israel in 2010. I remember tossing that 10 shekel coin at the beach in Tel Aviv on my last day there. I can’t even recall what the outcome was (heads or palm tree) but it didn’t really matter anyway.
I’d already decided that travel would play a bigger part in my future life, even though it took a bit longer than I was expecting that summer, three full years.