Here I am, 4 years after my last bike trip, 4 years after my beloved mother passed away, covid is around since 2+ years, now Russia-Ucraine war is going on, Inflation all around Europe... what a time to be alive.
Well, I can't say as much about the last bike trip as I wrote about the first one, it was more relaxed, more a trip for travelling less a trip as a sports event ( the first one was such an ambitious ride...) I had time to rest, to see and live local cultures, I cycled the whole italian coast, I went to Croatia for the first time, i even vivisted people from my first trip in Italy and Spain, I renovated my bike a bit before going.
This time longer, a stunning 6800km , took me since september till december, I arrived in Portugal, with tears in my eyes, these two trips have taught me a lot about the true nature of people, how we can all be spontaneously kind if we have conditions for it, and yes, loads of bad things could have happened to me, some did, but overall, europe felt safe, and im still alive and going and proud I did it all. I learned where some of the limits of my body are, how little is actually needed to survive, and to be honest, with your mind you can do amazing things, the body follows if the mind pushes.
Did it turn my life upside down? hard to say,
without bragging, I can safely say I was always a different kid, and so were my parents and my enviroment, I did not continue university after all, I have since worked jobs I chose and liked, well paid, and till today I havent felt like the degree would change much, I still dont know what I would actally like to study, and getting a paper just for the sake of having it doesnt seem like the greatest motivation.
I bummed around portugal a lot during the past 3 years, been a hippie in the moutains voluteering at a pizzaparty place(google or fb for "fridayhappiness") worked at couple of paid workaways in between, been doing loads of embroidery, smoked probably a good few pounds of weed, went to a couple of rainbow gatherings, some of which broadened my mind and perspectives, after all what you define as life, a good life or a productive life is all on you. Society has a couple of definitions, depending on where you live too, your parents probably have a concept of what you should/could be doing, you have your own idea, but in the end ideas are one thing, and what you actually do day-to-day, is another thing.
I bought a van at the end of last year, yet another hippie dream eh!, lived in it till beginning of march, now back in PL to restock, look for work in the Netherlands, ah yes, now being a slightly older adult earning money regularly is a thing, not gonna lie I still very much embrace 1-1 ratio of work to rest, I am not going to slave away and sell my soul to some corporate devil just to have a shitty pension when Im 60.
So somewhere around the end of summer holidays last year I got fed up with making money in my home country and left angry, to go discover a better place; Holland, where people do not compete with each other over every single thing, life is a bit calmer in a way, and if you work, you can afford THINGS,whilist back in PL if you work, you can maybe afford survival till the next month.
This post is chaos I know, I came back to the blog in the most absurd way, I was cleaning my email and bumped into some unfinished emails that contained posts for this blog, this is where I would save them so If my phone battery would die mid-word, google would save it very frequently and a very small portion of the post would be lost. It was very nostalgic to read a couple of days of my life back then, to be honest loads of it I didnt remeber, and my writing style...well you can tell the emotions I was under, and that they were a lot!
I cant complain about much, life is alright, I just feel very nostalgic, so I thought I'd give writing a diary a chance, and since my life is very nomad and I carry little to no permanent things, a paper version is gonna die or be a burden. Im pretty sure this blog is not being read by many people (it was after all mostly a thing from me to me&my family) I will try to pour my thoughts in here, in hope that some day they will help me, bring a smile to my face, or just be a (influenced strongly by emotions) memory of some sort.
Spring is here, its time to wake up and enjoy life just a lil'bit more.
Peace out
