Writing from home feels surreal. The trip is over. The new one has begun. 5 months of travels. Now 5 months of pause. Here’s the final instalment of my European adventures before the conclusion, coming it’s way to you in the coming days. I took a long route home. Driving 1582km, then flying the rest.… Read More The end of this trip. Porto to Paris.
I’d wanted to visit Porto for a long time, but by the time I actually got here, I almost burnt out of energy. I also hadn’t had a proper coffee or taken my vitamins for a few days, so that contributes. Also, my first experience upon landing was ordering an uber, witnessing a fight between… Read More Concluding Portugal. A few lazy days in Porto.
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.
My fifth Workaway is in the Dordogne valley and I arrived to an environment I wasn’t prepared for; one both surprisingly similar to home and one that was reminiscent of childhood holidays – strange for a place I’ve never visited. Admittedly, I had been to France three times in my life formerly, twice to Paris… Read More France: the first week of life in a chateau in the Dordogne
Strange that in my remoteness I seemed to feel, as never before, the vital presence of Earth as of a creature alive but tranced and obscurely yearning to wake – Olaf Stapledon, Star Maker (1937) I miss Slovenia and I’ve only been gone 3 days. It was undoubtedly my favourite country on the list so… Read More Slovenia: Ljubljana, Lake Bled and Lake Bohinj