On a crisp Saturday morning, the sky was painted in pure blue—not even a sign of a cloud across the sky. The wind was as gentle as the smile on her face. People were out on the streets in sleeveless shirts. My legs pedalled like a machine but the odometer ticked ever so slow—the main … Read more
Inside Ali Baba restaurant in San Diego, forks clink against the plates and middle eastern music plays in the background. I sit around a long table surrounded by a number of people. “What has been your favourite country on this trip so far?” someone asks me. As I think my eyes become smaller and focus … Read more
Standing at the edge of a road in the Southern highlands of Ecuador today, a sweeping valley was in front of me. The view was so big that my eyes couldn’t contain it, similar to holding a bowl under a large waterfall. The bottom of the valley was covered with thick clouds. It appeared like … Read more
I sweated profusely and my heart knocked like a hammer inside my chest as I ground my teeth on the way uphill. A vehicle carrying a family honked the horn as it overtook me and then stopped. A man stepped out of the car and came running to me. “Are you Okay? Do you need … Read more
In Marand, I was was in search of a hotel and made a stop at a corner vegetable shop to ask for the directions to a hotel. The shop-keeper stopped a motorcyclist on the road and explained something to him. I was asked to simply follow the motorcyclist. After about 5 minutes of cycling, we … Read more
After cycling 112 kilometres today I reached Rasht, Iran. Despite feeling a bit tired I went out for a walk in the local bazar where I saw this gentleman selling oranges. I was fascinated by the play of light and shadows on the oranges and how he was lit by the energy saver lamp hanging … Read more
How about riding 100 km in burning sun, and being welcomed by three girls on the street, who touch your helmet, ask how are you, and give you a kiss on the cheeks. Wait a second, what’s going on here. Too much hospitality I guess. “Ahh, that’s how you drive it, she says. Wanna come … Read more
Meet my host Orshy in Timisoara, Romania. Thank you, Orshy for your kind hospitality.
What an eventful day in Gorzów Wielkopolski in Poland! A visit to cemetery, looking down at the city from the church tower, kebab meal, observing a voice training, attending a singing performance in the church, then a supper with 20 locals and lots of talking, then listened to the bed time story “The little red … Read more
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