I’ve had a few it-just-hit-me-what-I’m-doing moments this past week. Unsurprisingly the biggest ones have happened today. Like when I collected all of my gear on the sidewalk in front of my apartment building this morning.
Although delayed, the flight to Vancouver was smooth and uneventful. I’m cycling across Canada…which is incredibly dangerous…and the thing I was stressing about the most was my flight. So irrational.
The last time I was in Vancouver was in 1995, when I did a beemasters course at Simon Fraser University. I anticipate that my time here now will be just as memorable.