Last night I took up a spontaneous invite from a colleague to go with her to watch a theatre rendition of Moby Dick at York Guildhall. Then my Mum called and invited me for dinner. I’m back in York and I’m back at “home”. Life has taken on a new speed and I’m revelling in… Read More Two months into my new adventure: York, England.
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.
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 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.
I’ve been travelling for almost 17 weeks – time has flown. I intended to do a monthly review but somehow 12 weeks came and went, and 16 nearly slipped away. In the last two months, so much has changed, within my psyche and within my disposition. I feel a real release and a contentedness. I’m… Read More 16 weeks of travel – the 4 month review – 7 workaways and 7 countries
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
