The plan was to leave for the airport at 8:30 CET this morning with Carolin, my wife. Packing had gone smoothly and even though I always had the feeling of having forgotten something, everything turned out out fine … so far. Unfortunately, Carolin had woken up with a sick stomach and was really unwell so we had to say good bye at home. I hope she will get well soon. Thankfully, our neighbor Robert jumped in spontaneously and volunteered to drive me to the airport.
We arrived there well in time. The check-in was a piece of cake. Bulky luggage is by far more relaxed than regular one. No lines and friendly attendants. It was a funny feeling when Rosinante got finally wheeled away.
This year, my right knee is going to be a challenge. I must have torn a ligament or something some days ago. It hurts when I sit still. Whenever I move it gets better. Great thing when you have a 13 hour flight ahead of you 🤓