So this is it…
In about 12 hours time, I’ll be somewhere in France. To my west will be the life that I know; the loving family, the wonderful friends, and the predictable, sheltered life. To the east? More than 20,000 miles of cycling through 20+ countries.
I always expected this moment to be exciting. But as I sit here waiting for the rain to stop, I can’t help feeling hugely apprehensive. Truth be told, saying goodbye to my family has been one of the most difficult things I have ever had to do. Seeing the pain etched on their faces hurt enormously, and will probably continue to do so until the day I return to them.
I’m sure as my adventure progresses, this fear and trepidation will be replaced with the wonder and excitement that got me here in the first place…
I hope it does.
…onwards to the gates of Europe
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