From the moment I met Misha, I could clearly see how she lived out her passion for cycling. I also knew that Gran Canaria would become a place on earth that would help her make the most of her motivation for this sport. The night before, I had written to her to decide which route we would take. And of course, choosing a route among the endless possibilities that our island offers was not something we could just do at the drop of a hat.
I went back to that harbour and waited, until one afternoon I heard a ship’s horn in the background. And there it was, one of the big ones. An athletic young man full of enthusiasm and native of Holland, that’s Erik. With plenty of qualities to pass along. Right away, without you even noticing, there is a big smile on your face thanks to the energy he transmits.
Once, I dreamt that I was embarking on a trip. Standing at the harbour, with my rucksack on my back, I said goodbye to my family and some of my friends. I went up the stairs of the ship, with my eyes set on the horizon, trying to picture how it would feel to arrive in a faraway land where I didn’t know what was going to happen to me. A place where anything could happen.