You’ve got to know when to hold ’em, know when to fold ’em… / Paris, France
Things have been, surprisingly, rather free from catastrophe as of late. But there will be much less to say after this email — I’m packing it in and heading home early. Plans for the Czech Republic and Italy have been abandoned and Poland had to be curtailed.
In Warsaw, I reached the end of the financial line and moved up my flight home. While my final days on the road will be filled with good friends and good fun, this, unfortunately, is where the summer ends.
It’s been an amazing ride since beginning this trip, three months 15 countries and thousands of kilometers ago.
From Paris now (home, sweet home), I enter the final stretch. I conclude this trip with stops in Steinheim, Germany, London and New York. It’s been an amazing ride since beginning this trip, three months 15 countries and thousands of kilometers ago.
Thanks for listening. Thanks for writing. Thanks for teasing. Thanks for suggesting and warning and updating and questioning. I hope you’ve enjoyed reading as much as I’ve enjoyed writing.
Until next time.