Still in Vienna, still at work, - but I decided to go.
I am going. I gave notice to my landlord. Agnieszka, my girlfriend is about to move out. The plan is to resign from my job in the bank some time after Easter. Yes, and leave end of May, beginning of June. First destination London, England to see some friends, then spend Summer in Scotland and Ireland. Once it gets colder move South. Destination Spain then Morocco. But all still vague, so anything can happen. Then further South? Stay in Africa? Possible. Depends on who I meet, who inspires me. Or back North when summer comes back to Europe next year? I would like somehow to see the North of Europe, before leaving this part of the world for a long time. Norway, Sweden, Finland and Russia are all places I have never been to. Well, perhaps I could drift Eastwards into Asia then.
I am excited. I cannot sleep at night. Lie there for hours going through details of my plans. It is finally happening. All the pieces are falling into place. Not the slightest doubt is creeping into my mind. I have been in a one-day-I'll-go state for more then 4 years. But now it is done. I am going. Too early to communicate it all to people in the bank. But my friends and family members all know. And those who know me well enough believe me. They know come June I'll be gone forever. I have been telling them about the big journey endlessly, annoying everyone who bothered listening. Enough notice was given.
There is still a lot to prepare and a lot is an understatement. Endless lists are just being drawn up. Things I have to buy. Things I would like to sell. Things I just give away. Contracts that need to be cancelled. Ideally I will not own a thing back here in Vienna and not have a mailbox, at least not a physical one.