I cross Lake Koman to Valbona, where adventure envy, a fairytale cabin and a sudden storm awaken my craving for a wilder kind of travel.
I cross Lake Koman to Valbona, where adventure envy, a fairytale cabin and a sudden storm awaken my craving for a wilder kind of travel.
I cycle from Shkodër to Shirokë, finding wetlands, a lakeside sunset, and the clarity to rethink the balanced life I had built so carefully.
I leave Tirana for Belsh and Berat, finding glassy lakes, castle ruins, Ottoman streets and an unexpected war over tour-bus seats on my way.
I spend a week exploring Albania’s mountains, cities, and layered history, discovering a country shaped by isolation, resilience and change.
I find joy in Malta’s sea, fitness and writing, but hospital rotations, relentless studying and ambition slowly push me towards burnout too.
A raw reflection on dating and why being treated well still wasn’t enough to convince me I had found lasting love.
I explore the Roman ruins of Jerash before returning to Amman for a heartfelt final dinner with Delia and her wonderfully welcoming family!
I trace Jordan’s biblical past from Jesus’ baptism site to Mount Nebo and Madaba, reflecting on faith, doubt and the pull of sacred history.
I canyon through Wadi Mujib, float in the Dead Sea and discover salt pillars, waterfalls and surreal desert landscapes across Jordan in awe.
On our third day in Aqaba, I dive among sunken military relics, celebrate Rafael’s certification and question where our journey is heading.