… knocking and voices outside the door… “Go away!”… sleep… wakefulness. Where am I? Am I at the hostel? Am I still out? What time is it?...

The last day of my brown vans. I’ll have to buy some more. I woke around 10 and met the Kiwis at breakfast and paid my debt to Norman. I...

I went up to breakfast and met a few of the people I'd been next to at the pub quiz the night before. There were, however, no kiwis in...

A day which started stressful, but ended up good! (so far). I got up around 8 and packed my stuff. Even with the tent gone it barely fit...

Woke around 10 feeling a lil hungover. Went downstairs and managed to catch the breakfast. I ate with Celine. It was around 12:30 when I...

A new journal for the last week of my big cycling trip. The other one lasted, to the page, the entirety of my cycle. This one will...

So that’s it. I’m done! I’m writing this on my hostel terrace on the 17th. I made it into Istanbul alive (just!). Woke at 7ish and filmed...

Awake at 7. Packed and off at 8. On the way out I stopped and got some water from a fountain by an employee café. The first part of the...

Up at 8. I packed and cycled through Alexandroupolis. There I picked up a spanakopita another decent pastry, and a huge sickly doughnut...

Up at 8. I bought a croissant and an ice cream sandwich from the shop, downloaded a few audiobooks and packed. I paid my bill as I...

As I write this I have just moved tables to (hopefully) avoid being swarmed by endless mosquitos. I’m in a campsite on the coast a couple...