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 relaxing in Ericeira with Sarah for a few days and it’s time to contemplate the bubble I’ve just emerged from and the months that have flown by, during which I’ve changed in irrevocably. This blog is about travelling and I’ve kept it to being a document of places been, but now I want to… Read More Portugal part two. On fear and confidence; learnings through solo travel
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.
Again and again, I’m reminded that it’s people that make or break an experience. People are what make me happy. This time, I rolled the dice and ended up with a bunch of stoners. It was an interesting experience. After three days and walking in to the kitchen to see the six hands of my… Read More Seville, Mairena del Alcor, marijuana and the journey to Portugal
I feel sometimes as if I were a child who opens its eyes on the world once and sees amazing things it will never know any names for and then has to close its eyes again – John Ames in Gilead. I’ve just arrived in Seville, had a three… Read More Arriving in Spain and reflecting on my last Workaway. A month in Mauzens-et-Miremont, France.
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
I enjoyed writing my first monthly review so I’m doing the same now I’ve been travelling for eight weeks. I’ve now been to six countries; the Netherlands, Germany, Spain, Croatia, Bosnia and Herzegovina, Slovenia. (Bosnia was realistically just five miles or so on the coast as I got a bus from Dubrovnik to Zagreb –… Read More The two month review: half way through and in Slovenia.
So I’ve arrived at Workaway number 4 and it’s an experience far from anything previous. The first day was 9 hours long and I ended up with the worst sunburn of the trip, the worst headache and consumed an abnormally large amount of white foods. Dinner was eggy bread. It’s since improved but pasta is… Read More Slovenia. Working on a farm is a full time job.
Our third workaway has been magical. It began as well as its gone on. We felt comfortable immediately with the owners Helen and Francis and our Netherlands neighbours Tom and Lisa. The sun came in bursts (as to not overwhelm us, of course) and we engaged in new activities such as playing catch and badminton,… Read More Workaway three: Mas Sant Nicolau, Figueres and Friends