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Social Circus in Mardin part III – Hamam Secrets on a Women’s Day Out

After the smashing success of the closing shows on Sunday, it was time to leave the clean-up for another day, have a decadent brunch with new found friends soon to depart and treat ourselves to the finer things in life. Read more…


Circus, circus! – Of Juggling in the Dust and Stilting through the Chaos

Good morning (probably not anymore by the time this gets out – save it for an appropriate opportunity if you like), dear readers! It’s been a while this time, mainly because living the stories still takes slight priority over telling Read more…


From the Iron Gates into Bulgaria – How far can we go?

The last part of the summer bike trip – We are running out of time, but the best days are yet to come… 18th of August 2018 – Vinci to Tekija, ca 100km It is the heat of the sun Read more…


Belgrade to Golubac – Like the River Flows

“I would love to live like a river flows, carried by the surprise of its own unfolding.” – John O’Donohue One of my favourite quotes is certainly true for thıs unexpected, hardly at all planned, bike trip, for this entire Read more…


Szentendre to Subotica – Of ice cream, borders and growing pains

Hı folks, fırst a lıttle dısclaımer regardıng the tımıng and locatıon of thıs post: As you can see from the lack of dots on my ı’s, I am wrıtıng to you on a Turkısh keyboard (ıt took me quıte some Read more…


Life Sign I – Budapest/Szentendre

Hey, beautiful people who are following my journey, here we go! Time has passed so quickly since I hopped onto an early morning train at St. Pancras International, London, last Sunday, and became a turtle once again. For a time Read more…


A Story that hasn’t yet happened…

…she goes by the name of Anticipation: The fleeting time between planning and departing, in which anything seems possible, albeit slightly surreal. My heart is full to the brim, boiling over from time to time, with the sheer excitement of Read more…


Hands on the ground, feet in the clouds, heart on my sleeve – Nomadways pt II

It was one of those trips that leave you buzzing for a while after; that leave you wanting more when you already received so much more than you could have possibly bargained for; that, for some time, leave you feeling Read more…


Tales of modern nomads, rural communities and creative miracles

Quite recently, I was lucky enough to be accepted as one of the first residents of the outstanding, miraculous and extremely beautiful space that is Homade by Nomadways. For those of you not familiar with Nomadways, you can find out Read more…


Beauty on hands – why giving up on my dreams was the most liberating thing I did in the last six months

If you’re carrying the weight of the world on your shoulders – invert. Drop it all and instead, just carry yourself. Let your strong hands carry this body, your home for the time you spend here, carry it tall and Read more…