1 week left until our departure on 1st April 2017. How long I’ve waited for this! Even the Russian visa went just fine in the end, we got it. And still..
My room’s been messy all of last week. The equipment was scattered on the floor and you needed to be cautious when stepping somewhere. Although it looks much tidier now, most things need to be packed: the black toilet bag from the army leans against the bookshelf, my sleeping bag isn’t even in its sack, the passport’s somewhere random again (this time on my notebook’s keyboard) and I haven’t decided what medication I’ll take with me, so a well-balanced selection rests on the bedside table. I haven’t even bought a jacket for colder days on tour, yet. In fact, just one pannier is fully packed and ready to go: the one with the spare parts and tools for the bike.
One year ago I imagined the coming big day. It was so very far away, still I thought that my last weeks and days in Austria would be special and meaningful. I thought I’d do things out of the ordinary. Everything, just not laying in bed and packing things. But it’s not like that, not at all. On the contrary, these last days at home days are full of appointments with doctors, dentists, pharmacies, vaccines, visa-related meetings, and in general organizing stuff.
On Sunday we had a come-together with friends at Dominik’s. They were all there. Friends we’ve grown up with. Raul, who always towers above the others. Romi and Beta, our two blackheads from Vienna. Denis, who comes with us for a month, maybe till Poland. And our friends from our church’s worship team, and all the others.