Dinner party vibes were spot on — heaps of laughter, a few hilarious mistranslations, and plenty of good food to keep us all happy. Honestly, chaos and charm in equal measure… just the way I like it!
My early morning walks in Bursa have turned into little pockets of magic. One moment I’m waving good morning to the full moon, the next I’m watching the sunrise paint the sky in soft pastels. The colours, the calm, the quiet… it’s all ridiculously soothing. Honestly, it’s the perfect way to ease into the day…
I woke up this morning to the most jaw-dropping view — the kind you only get when you arrive in the dark and your surroundings decide to reveal themselves with a dramatic “ta-da!” at sunrise. What an awesome surprise to start the day. Oman spent the whole morning giving me the grand tour and showing…
This morning I waved a cheerful “Yasou!” to Athens and hopped over to Istanbul. From the plane, Greece absolutely showed off—its tiny islands and rugged coastline sparkling like a postcard. Then, as we descended into Turkey, everything suddenly looked so neat and orderly, as if the buildings had lined up politely to welcome me. From…
l finally managed to enjoy a nicer day in Athens! I kicked things off with the changing of the guards — all ceremony and precision — before happily meandering through the streets with no particular plan in mind. Lunch was an absolute treat: fresh seafood with octopus and squid skewers that were so good I…
If there’s one place in Athens that never fails to deliver… it’s the meat market. It’s a feast for photographers, even if it’s not exactly a feast for the faint-hearted. Growing up on a farm, I know the whole process of paddock-to-plate (whether I like to think about it or not!). As much as I…
Athens and I had a moment today. Honestly, the city is a bit… bronzed. Not sun-kissed, just a kind of dusty bronze that coats absolutely everything. Sure, there are pockets of chic charm sprinkled about, but without the Acropolis, would people still flock here? Hard to say. The street art scene is a mixed bag.…
I pedalled out of Marianthi’s compound beneath gloomy skies, rain threatening to tumble down at any moment. As an early riser, I headed off before she was up — but we had already wished each other all the very best the night before, parting on kind and hopeful terms. The 10 km ride into Volos…
Well, it will come as no surprise that my time here is coming to an early end. Marianthi and I agreed that I’ll head off on Thursday morning, as Mike has Tuesdays and Wednesdays off and it just makes sense. Until then, I’ll be sorting out my own meals or eating out. The final nudge?…