I’m looking for ways over water, I’m looking for ways to go – or so the Fritz Kalkbrenner song goes and I’m Googling flights.
Things are not going as planned. No. Too many people to see, too many places to be – moving around too fast is a disaster in itself. I need at least a week somewhere to digest the place and just soak in the atmosphere of a city. Too fast of a pace at anything would be disaster. At this point I have no idea where I’m going to go for Christmas, let alone if I’m going to make Amsterdam for New Year. But then at the same time, I’m thinking, I should just go according to my original plan, although nothing would be set in stone I can go at my own pace – see what I find. Conversely, I could fly into Stockholm again, and see what happens there around Christmas time and catch up with friends…decisions decisions.