Was the exploding tire a hint, a sign? Who knows, but the story of my stay in Canada is coming to a close, for now. With a little bit disappointment (why couldn’t I manage to find a job related to my experience, why didn’t I connect with more people, did I get the most I could from these months), but also with new, nervous excitement towards what’s next.
And before that, more small adventures. A last day at work, selling bike and phone, emptying and closing bank accounts, so many places still to eat at. The trip to bus station to train station to airport. Which movies will we get during the flight?
Until then, I’m good. I’m not doing so badly at all.