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 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.
I spend a full day beneath Aqaba, diving the Cedar Pride, exploring Cable Reef and drifting through the perfect silence of the midnight sea.
I trade Jordan’s deserts for Aqaba’s Red Sea, dive a coral wall and sunken airliner, and watch Rafael take his first breaths beneath the waves.