Our time in Italy was cut short due to the looming Brexit deadline. We discovered in mid-November it would be much easier for Miki to stay for a longer period in the UK if we arrived before 11pm on 31st December 2020. So bags were packed, notice was given at the flat in Genova, and …
Miki and I arrived at Milan station with just enough time to buy tickets for our next train, and for me to try my new mediocre Italian skills by ordering some slices of pre-prepared pizza, before heading to the platform. This final part of our bike journey was to take us to Miki’s parents’, an …
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, firstly making …
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 …
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 more local areas of town. The entrance, hidden away through a tunnel the width of a car, leads into a long …
I arrived in Tbilisi, Georgia with a mixture of emotions: excited to be visiting a new country and feeling a little as though I was starting a new era; at the same time a little deflated to be leaving the piece of paradise I’d found in Sri Lanka. Exhausted, due to a slight issue where …
Day 15 A week or two before my arrival, my friend 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, …
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 …
