and again.

And here we go again. 22 hours of plane rides, running from one gate to another, hoping to make it in time. Filling my passport with more stamps and trying to beat the jetlag.

I'm going back to Canada for 3 weeks and very excited, to say the least. After moving to a new apartment, starting a new job and running to university in between, this is exactly what I need now. Nothing to do (in a good way). 

The first thing I always notice first, is how quiet it is. When I'm in bed, trying to fall asleep, there are no cars going by, no old men arguing outside, no sounds of people at all. It seems like, the world outside is just taking a break. Since my room in Berlin has a window going out to the street, I can sit on my window ledge, drink tea and watch people down in the streets. Life in a city never stops, never. Sometimes I get a little stressed out, because I'm afraid of missing something of what's going on. So many things to do, so many people to meet.. just get's stressful sometimes.

So going to Canada and just hanging out with my family is like taking a break from everything. 

But even tough I love traveling, sometimes I wish Canada would be a little closer, maybe just one tiny 6 hour plane ride away..