Somewhere over Germany, heading the direction of Kalymnos 

I am on a Boeing 737 airbus, style 400, owned by Olympic Airlines. Airplanes scare me. I don’t really enjoy them. However, they are a lot safer feeling then driving on the German autobahn. Right now, I am sipping juice from my juice box full of orange juice, and I am chilling next to my girlfriend. We own the emergency exit row, and we can’t help but feel responsible for everyone on the flight. 

I just got to Germany the day before. I was in Switzerland for a day before that. Before that, I was climbing in the Gorges du Verdon. I got really sick, which was unfortunate, but I managed to climb almost everyday. 

I left Verbier, Switzerland on the second of October with my BASE-jumping friends, Yves and Alystair, and joined up with rock climbing friends Sacha and Maggi. We had a really good time, spoke lots of French, and climbed ourselves almost to death (the virus going around was bad to say the least). The BASE-jumpers are absolutely mad. Jumping and flying (with a “wing suit”) in the morning, climbing all day, then jumping again in the evening; it was really fun to get the good vibes from their BASE-jumping passion while climbing just nearby!