on and off the ground.
I always made the experience that either I fall in love with a city instantly, or I will never. Falling in love with a city for me means enjoying the vibe, feeling comfortable, and the idea of living there feels good. Tel Aviv is one of these cities. I arrived during the afternoon heat, but... Continue Reading →
After the two days in the mountains I was ready for some beach action. I took the long drive down to Tangalle (again in a bus, hell what a ride, but at least with some international travellers) and arrived there in the early afternoon. The weather was a bit grey and I made my way... Continue Reading →
While I'm sitting at my personal balkony, listening to Tangalle's Indian Ocean shore, I think it would be good to loose some words about Trincomalee and Kandy. When arriving to Sri Lanka, I initially wanted to skip Trinco. The reason was clear: simply toooooooo far out. But then I decided after cycling the ancient city... Continue Reading →
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