Soundtrack: “I Still Haven’t Found What I’m Looking For”, U2 Today was probably my least prepared border crossing ever (I’m ignoring Schengen Zone crossings, because they don’t even feel like you’re in a different country, those ones are like, oh, we just drove around a roundabout and have now been in 5 countries: if I don’t have to stop and show someone my passport it doesn’t count). With no flights to catch, and ferries every 30 minutes, I could take my time packing, grab breakfast, and get a taxi to the terminal pretty much whenever I wanted. While I said yesterday I was trying not to only go to the…