Last report from Vienna

This were our last days in Europe:

Nina arrives in the evening and successfully invades the floor of Simones room before sunrise.

                                We were dancing at a french concert.

                The last evening we discovered new ways of transportation.


...and then we were walking around, drinking coffee, talking, visiting Christmas markets... and in 2 hours we are going to drive to the airport. And that's it, then. Bye, Europe!

On the way...

I guess Nina is sitting in the train to Vienna now. And I am sitting here, getting nervous. How is it going to be? What will she think of my home? How are our last days here going to be? Did I organise everything? Haven't I forgot anything?

Nina is already on her way, she said goodbye to her family and friends, she packed her bag, she took the airplane... and she met new people, a new country... for me it still seems so far away. I am leaving on Tuesday?? No way. But yes, it is true. In some days I will understand how she feels now. I hope I will. In some days we will be in the same situation again, in the same world. Until then life may be strange, discussions may be hard and thoughts may be confused. But we are leaving soon. That is for sure.

After 6 months of waiting I can finally say: We are leaving on Tuesday!!!

It's time. Nu sker e!

In two hours I am leaving Finland. I'm nervous exited and sad. All feelings possible at the same time.
First I'll visit a friend in Hungary before going to Vienna to catch up with Simone.

I really can't belive this day finally came.

Bye bye fields and forests of Ostrobothnia, my dear Pampas,
 see you in the springtime.
Hello Simone, Vienna & India.
See you really really soon!

                                                                          finished packing!

Meanwhile

Home is a strange thing to me. In a way I belong here.
The forests that are mine, driving along the roads in the middle of the night. Having stupid theme-partys
with best friends. Coffe at the only café in town. The language, the family, the smell om coffe in the kitchen every morning and homemade marmelade. The newfound lover, our language.

But.
Home is like chocolate. In small pieces it's good for your well-being and your peace-of-mind.
But too much could make you get high bloodpressure, die young perhaps, get chubby.
I am having an overdose of home right now. And I think if I can't go really soon
I am going to have a smaller mental breakdown. I need a challenge and a vacation.

Visa, vaccinations, all of that I've got it.
13 days left of work. 13 days left to freedom.
16 days left to leaving and
23 days left to adventure.

But at the moment I am just...
waiting.