To Whom it may Concern

I had my first sea swim of the year yesterday. I walked along the coastal path in the Gower, from Bracelet Bay to Langland with the sea to my left hand and travelling north – I’ll retrace these steps soon. The last time I was here the sea was a slowly shifting mirror, and a lone man paddled a surf board towards the horizon. Today, the waves are brisk and I meet them in a mix of foam and spit and gasps, persuading myself that this will be the toughest swim this year. It’s not so bad.

This year I’ll be leaving the UK, for a while at least, and moving to Berlin. A number of years ago when I had never been to Berlin, I feared that those I cared for the most would choose this city before me, and move there when I wasn’t happy to go.  But things pass, the places and people held dear shift, and it’s perhaps ironic that this city has become my respite and maybe, I hope, my destiny. But before I go, I want to pay tribute to places, to the land of my fathers and the lands I have lived in, which I shall tear myself from with love and regret and anticipation. And you. Maybe you’ll join me. I hope you’ll join me.

From June to August I’ll be walking the newly opened Wales Coastal Path, from the outskirts of Chester in the north, towards Chepstow in the south. I’d be so happy if you could walk some of these most beautiful lands alongside me.

If you’d like to get in touch about joining me, or find out more you can email me at fuschiapg@hotmail.com or visit http://www.ccw.gov.uk/Splash.aspx

With love.