A week of hostels and parties has rendered me 100% exhausted. I’ve come to an Airbnb in Porto and I’m taking it easy. A thunderstorm is perfect weather to keep me in for a few hours and get back to writing. I’m in one of those phases where I’m not 100% calm and struggling to… Read More Portugal part three. Ericeira and Lisbon
I’m in Portugal, most possibly the last stop on this great ride I’ve been on. I’m staying near Odeciexe, a beautiful little cobbled town with white buildings and shops selling clothes for hippies and travellers. Portugal is full of travellers it seems. I love it. It feels like you’re part of a community, transient, full… Read More Portugal: time slips away and skin scars.