I thought for a moment I had lost my mind. Instead I have fallen in love. Fallen in love with planning my travels on the fly.
I was supposed to stop in Paris for a day.
I was supposed to take a bus from Paris to Frankfurt.
Now I will stay in Paris for 10 days and then fly to Bergen on the West coast of Norway. I first heard of Bergen while I was booking my plane ticket there. From Bergen I will take the train to Oslo. A train journey often described as the most beautiful in the world. We will climb to the peaks of mountains and then jet across the frozen landscape.
From Oslo I need to make my way to Stockholm to take a ferry to Turku, Finland.
Come the beginning of April I shall be in Finland, Pori I imagine.I still have the opportunity to work in Lapland come Summer time, if I don’t take that up perhaps I will look for work near Pori.
What have I been doing in Paris you ask?
Oh you know, just getting private tours from a good friend who also happens to be a tour guide. The Louvre, Mont-Marte, Eiffel Tower – you name it I seen it. And done it all like a local too. I’ve eaten more bread in parks and taken more metro journeys than I ever thought I would.
Turns out Paris is kinda big – not easily suited to my rambling ways.
Unfortunately my volunteering has taken the hit as I have grown to enjoy my constantly changing trajectory and the ease with which so much can be accomplished.
Hope springs eternal
While soft and
Dumb I stand.
The world itself revolves
While among the
Dead I stand