I always do lose something. Like caps. On this day, above all, my mind. In a place that spoke to me without saying a word. I'm telling you about the noisy silence of the Bighorn Canyon, about
soulmates, infinity and moments that silently change your life.
For 22 hours I'm on the way from Düsseldorf (Germany) to Billings (USA) with three different planes. Plus all the time it takes to get to and from the damn airport. Let's just say 30 hours in
total. But why am I doing this? And where the hell is Billings?