There's nothing that makes me sadder than saying goodbye to an amazing vacation, but I know there will be new trips in our horizon. Still, every time I leave Europe, I'm reminded of how much I love it there. How even though I'm a veganish runner and a hapa with extensive roots in both Japan, France, England and Germany, I always feel somehow understood in Europe, which is odd because I don't eat meat and I don't smoke. Still, I always feel like I fit somehow inside the world I inhabit whenever I'm there. Perhaps it's the proximity to so much history and cultural intersectionality. Either way, I'm truly sad to say goodbye. I always am.