(August 2020) As I’d mentioned in my previous post, we spent the majority of the lockdown with my parents and saw a couple of friends and other family members along the way. The time had now come for us to travel south to Italy, to visit Miki’s family. We had decided to cycle to Italy, …
After our stressful exit from Sri Lanka, we were very grateful when we finally touched down in the UK. This was Miki’s first time in the country and was most likely a very strange way to experience it, when most things that help create the culture and atmosphere are closed or off-limits. We had flown …
The three to four months I spent in Georgia were thoroughly enjoyable, though I didn’t manage to take as much time as I would’ve liked to explore outside of the city. Met with challenges from both a lack of money and trying to create a stable work schedule teaching English online. There wasn’t much freedom …
Another from the archives as I try to compress my last couple of years into some short summaries of memorable events… It didn’t take me long to settle into life in Tbilisi. Albeit a very quiet and not-so-social life due to my working hours at the time. I’d found a flatshare in one of the …
While I get back into the swing of writing, here is one which was written but I never quite got around to posting. Continuing from where I left off, here is my journey from Sri Lanka to Georgia, and the beginnings of my exploration of the capital city, Tbilisi. Posted August 17th 2021 I arrived …
Day 15 A week or two before my arrival Danny had helped to put on a wall art event in Waterford centre. So, as this was where I was beginning the final leg of my journey he pointed me towards some of his favourite pieces. Now I struggle a little with stickman drawings, so I …
Day 14 The next morning was the coldest yet. I awoke early to get a good start on the day, and immediately made the decision not to get out of bed. I couldn’t bare to move the covers, instead curling into a tight ball and waiting until the sun rose and the earth began to …
Day 13 Exiting the field the following morning I found myself looking out over an expansive lake, the early sun flickering down upon the water. It was a cold but beautiful ride into the heart of Kinsale, the road leading around one body of water or another. Nearing the centre, I chose a coffee shop …
Day 11 It took five Weetabix and a banana for me to feel anything like human after the long day of wet riding to Dingle. With a plan to cycle the peninsula loop that morning, I realised my bike would first need some attention. At the end of each day I had been diving into …
Day 9 I awoke with a start worried that my tent might collapse under the force of the storm at any moment. The intense whooshing noise from the wind was accompanied by clattering sounds as objects outside were blown around. What to do? It sounded wild outside, should I sit here to wait it out? …
