My 2018 had been a year of doing things but not so much planning them.
It had been the year that taught me that not having a plan can be pretty good, which had been something I had been a bit scared of before.
Well, this is not supposed to be about 2018 but about January 2019, which did start quite a lot like my whole last year had been.
It had been my plan to go to Barcelona for a month, looking after a friend’s place and enjoying the free city life in Spain for a bit.
But pretty much the day I started packing, I found out that in fact it won’t work out.