Chapter 5: Chanlee(Shin-lee) had to wake me up at 8am (remember, lost my phone and credit card on day 1) and had to get up for a full day of touring different beautiful natural landscapes on the Wild Atlantic side of Ireland. Because I didn't have my credit card, so my saint of a mother bought me the trip online. I got to the tour and met some ladies who had the same "Love Your Melon" beanies as I had. Turns out, they were there celebrating the life of their sister who lost her life to cancer 😔 and had always wanted to go to Ireland. They were there, resurrecting their hearts and I understood that so deep. I too, had bought the trip to Ireland during a time when my relationship with my ex and one of my best friends were both falling apart. My heart had been broken on so many levels and I needed time exploring the world to deal with the wounds. Little did I know, I'd be so disconnected from my life through the loss of my phone, with so much time to think about life, what I want out of it, and what's truly important. To be continued.... #Ireland#tobecontinued#irelandadventures#travelphotography#travelstory#solotravel#Galway #galwaytours#selﬁe#traveladventures #traveladventure#travel Oh and an original camera selfie haha
0 512 October, 2019
Perfect ending to a perfect day in Costa Rica 🌤 #puravida
The Jetavanaramaya is a stupa, or Buddhist reliquary monument, located in the ruins of Jetavana monastery in the UNESCO world heritage anciant city of Anuradhapura, Sri Lanka the firdt historic capital.
Cmentarz pociągów w Boliwii znajduje się trzy kilometry za miastem Uyuni. W XIX wieku zawitali tam brytyjscy inżynierowie, którzy mieli pomóc w budowie trakcji kolejowej. Celem było przewożenie minerałów z Andów do portów położonych nad Oceanem Spokojnym, ale gdy minerały się wyczerpywały, przemysł wydobywczy upadł. Uyuni stało się wiec miejscem masowego porzucania pociagow, narazonych na ostre slonce i slone wiatry znad Salaru.
Got up early this morning and power walked to a viewpoint to watch the hot air balloons bouncing around over Goreme. The first photo combines me, the view and a friendly dog. So I'm pretty satisfied with that one.
I also stretched my legs off the bike and explored some of the hiking trails around the valleys on foot.
More to come.
A stranger @relinnepin, whom I asked to click my picture invited me for a coffee & became my local guide for the entire day. She lives 25mins train ride outside of Ams, came there to pick one of her german friend & ink her old tattoo.
In this era or tinder & many other apps, face to face interactions is extinct. We are so keen on learning machine & gadget languages, I’m afraid someday people won’t reply to your query until & unless you ask them through an app.
I do agree I’m one of those to be blamed. Earlier, speaking to any local/native would help us to understand about that culture & historical importance of that city. At present, everything is locked inside those museums; culture, history, arts including face to face human interactions.
Major throwback to the first official #SelfDate on the very first #SoloTravel trip (and PROPER solo - none of this "group tour/hostel/meeting up w friends" malarky 😱)
Was admittedly TERRIFIED to do both, but just wanted to conquer the fear 💪🏼 and afterwards honestly felt invincible, wondering why I didn't do this earlier... ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
Southern Italy for me was one of the friendliest and safest places to go solo as it's so touristy. 💃
I find deeper friendships are also made when going it alone. When one-on-one with strangers, you can be emotionally vulnerable in ways which you often can't be with friends you've known for years - who are used to only accepting an old version of you. 🤷🏽♀️
I encourage everyone to try it once - even if it's just an overnight trip or staycation. In this way, we can evolve and discover new parts of ourselves. Or that we suddenly like bruschetta 🙈 .
Unter Wasser sprechen wir alle die selbe Sprache.🇮🇩♥️ ⠀
Ja, ich mag den Fakt, dass es unter Wasser für eine Stunde mal "still" ist und man ganz mit seinen Handlungen und Gedanken alleine ist. ⠀ ⠀
Ich mag es aber auch, dass wir uns alle, egal woher, durch Zeichensprache verständigen können und der Kreativität dabei eigentlich keine Grenzen gesetzt sind.👌🏻👋🏻🤟🏻👐🏻👊🏻🤙🏻 ⠀
Egal, wie viele verschiedene Nationalitäten und Sprachen aufeinander treffen, wir finden immer einen Weg, um zu kommunizieren und Entdeckungen mit unseren Buddies zu teilen.👀 ⠀
Während der Tage im Komodo Nationalpark ist mir bewusst geworden, dass das ein Grund ist, warum ich das Tauchen so genieße: man geht gemeinsam auf Entdeckungstour, hilft sich, tauscht sich aus und teilt auch an der Oberfläche dann die besten Erlebnisse und Erinnerungen miteinander.🦑⠀
Gerade das Teilen der Erlebnisse macht uns reicher, weil die Freude sich dadurch direkt verdoppelt.✌🏻 ⠀
Und es macht einfach mehr Spaß, wenn man unter Wasser nicht alleine einen Freudentanz aufführt, weil man den geilsten Tag ever hatte, sondern gleich in der Gruppe abgeht.🙏🏻 #onewaystories
The last few days in #krakow have been fun! After we explored the city by foot, we took some communist-era #trabant cars to a bomb shelter and tried foods that would have been eaten during that time (0/5 stars, would not recommend). As my trip is wrapping up, I’m most excited to have made some lifelong friends along the way. Headed to London tonight!
Last week my class was solving equations. Another hand went up. The same question I’d gotten all day: I keep getting zero, does that mean theres no solution?
Zero is a number, I replied. Their faces turn from confusion to some acceptance. I guess so, they answer and turn away.
Zero is a number. The absence of something — it changes things.
I was sitting by the lake at my parents house. Listening to the silence. It had a sound. I even made a list.
The breeze in the trees, acorns falling on the grass, lawnmower in the distance, wind chimes on the deck, I heard the squirrels bounding up and down the tall trees, and the fish splashing on the surface.
Silence has a sound. Zero is a number. The absence of one thing leaves room for another. And I want to get better at listening.
Yesterday 8.10.2019 I successfully ended my walking journey from Celje to Barcelona. It took me 45 days, 6 hours and 23 minutes for altogether 1700 km. I did not make 250.000 steps as it’s written bellow but I have reached 2.500.000 steps while walking through 5 different countries. I had never imagined I would met so many amazing and loving people on the way. Now when I look back all the pain and hard times I had being alone...it was worth it. In the end it’s all about my true purpose of this journey...I want to help people with cancer. For me this purpose is even more personal since some of my family members are struggling with this hard disease. This journey was for my mum, grandmother and my grandfather who is looking down on me from above. I am extremely proud of your fight against this disease.
You can donate for all heroes fighting cancer at:
TRR: SI56 6100 0000 7496 313
BIC banke: HDELSI22
Namen: Donacija za onkološke bolnike
Sklic: SI00 7072019
Thank you all for your support. With you my journey was more bearable.
🌎 Mombasa, Kenya
📷@latin.spirit «We have seen many beautiful animals in Africa.
And these are one of our favorites!
It was the first time we saw baby giraffes. These little fellas are so cute and we really learned many things about these animals:
-Their legs alone are taller than many humans about 6 feet.
-A giraffe's neck is too short to reach the ground.
-Did you know that giraffes spend most of their life time standing and they even sleep and give birth while standing up?»
See more: Backpackerstory.org