I didn't realize that I love the rain so much. I think it's been about 2-3 weeks since it's actually rained, and it the air feels so static to me. The smell in the air reminds me of Ireland, and it took me a few days to realize why. It's all the coal people burn at home. How strange this smell is to remember. My Irish cell phone is my alarm in the morning, and the sound I wake up to is the same ring-tone I had in Ireland. So not only does it smell like Ireland, it sounds like it's time for class at Oideas Gael. Huh.
All of my plane tickets between here and Dublin are booked. It goes like this: Freiburg-Frankurt by train, then fly to Sardinia, then Rome, then Frankfurt (again), then Nice in France, then to Dublin. I think I really want to take the ferry/train between Dublin and London. The prices aren't terrible, and it might be an interesting experience. And I really hate airports.
Tomorrow I leave for Freiburg, and haven't really packed anything yet. I have to also make sure that my backpack is under 15 kilos, and I'm not so sure that it is. I've put all my heavy stuff in my carry-on, in hopes that that will be good enough. Hooray, off to somewhere warmer! We booked our first two nights in a hostel in Cagliari, and hopefully we'll find couchsurfing for the rest of the time there, because it's EXPENSIVE.
Tomorrow Silke wants to find us some schwarzwälder kirschtorte! If we're lucky, we'll get some before I leave.
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I think of Ireland daily... *hugs* I totally understand the rain thing! We went 9 months without rain and then moved to Colorado that was going through a drought... Silly Jill and Patrick. hahahahaha Have an amazing journey and cannot wait to hear more! If you do take the ferry across I would love to hear about.
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