#6 The Joy of Crossing Borders, not!
Days 16 – 21 April 22, 2023 This part of the Black Sea is not an exciting sea. The road along the Black Sea towards Georgia is reasonably uneventful and perfectly okay with me. The waves, if they exist at…
Days 16 – 21 April 22, 2023 This part of the Black Sea is not an exciting sea. The road along the Black Sea towards Georgia is reasonably uneventful and perfectly okay with me. The waves, if they exist at…
Day 12 – 15 April 18, 2023 It is eight in the morning, either I take one more night or I vacate the room. Two hours to decide. In the condition I’m in, there’s no question about getting on the…
Day 9 – Day 11 April 15, 2023 I woke up horny and I am biking horny. It’s been only two weeks since I left home. I miss the magic touch of a woman… not any woman, I miss my…
Day 4 – April 10, 2023 Rain was forecasted for most of the day, and when I woke up it had started, much to my delight. It gave me a valid excuse to stay another day in Nallihan. I noticed…
Day 2 – April 8th, 2023 The room is immaculate, the breakfast is rich, the lady at the reception seems to do my every whim. In the summer, Iznik is probably a tourist town, but now everything is dead. With…
April 2nd, 2023 United States I have a friend (not from Vaslui, but rather from Vâlcea) who gave me a piece of advice before leaving: “Why don’t you sit on your ass, Cornel, because you are 50 years old?”. I…
Day 87, April 9th, 2018. Wad Madani, Sudan The sun has just risen and I leave the man’s restaurant. Immediately after the truckers’ village, I enter the desert. As far as the eye can see, there is nothing but sand…