The day of Nutella...

“Only those who will risk going too far can possibly find out how far one can go.”

-T.S. Eliot

Okay...I have now spent two days in Koln...It is now 7 AM again...

My uncle Geory got us breakfast this morning...bread...coffee...cheese...and some coldcuts that I have never tasted before...it was prob one of the best bread and cheese I've tasted in my life...during our breakfast he told me about his morning breakfast trip to the grocery store...

"there must have been a special today...so many women there...and each of them had six huge Nutella's...and that's all they were buying...weird...It's the day of NUTELLA!!!!"

It is now hitting me that I'm about 28 hours away from my first step to the reason why I have sacrificed everything to be here.

I weighed my pack this morning and it came in at 10 kg's. Less than 10% of my body weight so I think I'm all set...3 years of planning...7 hours of flight...3 meals...and 4 gigs of music later...I am now ready to embark on my journey.