At the beginning of September 2020, I did a solo road-trip from Toulouse to Andorra. I encountered some difficulties finding my way in Andorra because I had no GPS… I stopped in a tourist office and bought some maps. One of them was the Tristaina lake trail.
Already five years have passed since I visited Turkey! I had decided to take it slow… but of course, I didn’t. Here is the story of my first day in Istanbul, Turkey.
I see a lot of quotes saying that never settling is the best. Well, I disagree. I’ve had enough misadventures as a tenant to know that having a safe place is essential.
In February, one of my friends told me there was a hike to Izourt Lake she had always wanted to do, but never could, and she asked me if I would go with her.
This article is part of a series that tells a true story located in Edinburgh, Scotland, and in Çesky Krumlov, Czech Republic. This is the third and last part. This article is about me feeling alone and cold and about a mother and a daughter sharing a dinner with me.
After making sure she didn’t feel guilty about the “nice” guy from the airport, I tried helping with the lost luggage. I told her that we should tell the hostel staff about it to ask their advice. It was probably not the first time that happened.
It was my last day in Edinburgh and I was sitting in the dining room of my hostel, having breakfast. A really good breakfast actually. Authentic orange juice, pastries and a coffee. The hostel was a bit expensive, but it was really cool and, for once, I liked not feeling poor by staying in a very basic hostel. Anyway, I was fully satisfied with my morning. Until she arrived.
While I was living in London, I visited many countries far far away from Kingsbury, where my house was. Scotland was just too near, I guess. I kept telling myself that I could go anytime. Just before going back to France, in August, I booked my stay in Edinburgh.
Last November, I took a bus from Toulouse to Barcelona. Amongst the most famous attractions in the city, there are obviously the Sagrada Familia and the park Guëll. But I didn’t just revisit memories, I also tried some new things. While doing my research, I read about the Palau de la música catalana and it looked incredible, so I booked my ticket.
