We are back from La Palma Island—one week earlier than planned. As Heraclitus put it: ‘The only constant in life is change.’ Autumn had been long. Too much work, too much admin, too little joy. I needed to get away, regain motivation, and clear my head before I could keep going. I tried to leave in December, but that was too crazy. So I planned January. At first I wanted three weeks somewhere far: South America, Mexico, South Africa, Southeast Asia… The options multiplied until I couldn’t choose at all—I kept switching frantically between forecasts, maps, and flight tabs. And then it clicked—like it always does—and I knew I had the right solution. I don’t want exotica. I don’t want decisions. I don’t want a daily puzzle of where we’ll sleep and what we’ll see next. I just want to switch off. I want mountains, simple movement, and thoughts that finally go quiet. La Gomera surfaced first, then La Palma: Canary Islands I hadn’t been to y...