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the philosophy

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Since I began writing about my travels, I've noticed a spark of interest from those who see me in the act. The modern man’s interaction with pen and paper is becoming increasingly rare, as keyboards and screens take their place. Many people, when they spot me writing, inquire about my work, while others simply watch. Some initiate conversations after I set my pen down, clearly willing to wait so as not to interrupt, and I can tell these discussions often stretch on.

 

Verba volant—scripta manent; words fly, writings remain. I embrace the digital age, but if you choose to follow my journey, you'll see that my travels are anything but conventional—spanning from where I stay and what I eat, to cooking outdoors and meeting unique individuals along the way.

 

My dream is to explore new places, not merely to claim I’ve gone on vacation, which fuels my every adventure with passion rather than fear. For as long as I can recall, I've traveled on two wheels, and now that bike has been replaced by a motorcycle.

 

Thus, my aim is to inspire you and invite you along. I want to take you not only to hidden gems but also to share a fresh perspective on fully experiencing each place you visit.

 

Engage your senses. Breathe in the fresh air beyond the sanitized hotel rooms. Notice how sites transform at dawn, dusk, and sunset. Experience the earth beneath you while you camp under the stars, catching whiffs of the fire smoke that kept you cozy until sleep took over.

 

Awake to sounds that may be foreign to you. Hear the river flowing nearby, the waves lapping at the shore, ever so gently encroaching upon the land. Listen for the guitar, bouzouki, cajon, or didgeridoo, resonating from the heights of Samothrace, Lavraka of Gavdos, or the banks of the Acheron, far removed from the noise of the crowd.

 

As you can see, this blog diverges from the usual. Here, you'll discover stories so genuine that I sometimes wonder how I’ve lived to tell them.

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