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🌏 life on the road, wandering everywhere + wondering everything 🏞 1st person to walk the danube 🍵 @eisateaco
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danube pt.final 🇷🇸🇧🇬🇷🇴 on the river i saw everything. i was tested in ways i never imagined: by the weather, by physical limits, and by the sheer cruelty of strangers. along the way, i saw so much de4th and loss was everywhere. but so was an unexpected kind of mercy. there were moments that broke me, and moments that put me back together. this chapter closes here, but the book, ojalá, will come next year. #danubecyclepath 2025-10-02 10:04:45 danube.. 0 - 13 -52%
danube pt.3 🇭🇷 🇷🇸 as the river drifted east, the journey only hardened. every border felt heavier than the last. in serbia, a deep coldness settled within. i stayed with too many strangers with bad intentions, and i never felt safe. that stretch revealed parts of myself i hated. and still, the river kept flowing. #danubecyclepath #serbiatravel 2025-09-24 10:13:22 danube pt.3 🇭.. 0 - 20 -26%
danube pt.2 🇸🇰 🇭🇺 by the time i crossed into slovakia i had already learned one stubborn thing about rivers: they teach you to travel both away from and toward yourself. on the road i kept stumbling into tiny shelters. there was a home carved out for travellers in an old camper, plum cake made by a mother who wrapped me a bundle for the journey, strangers who became friends and walked with me through ancient cities. these experiences never lasted more than a day, but they stayed with me all the same. there were evenings full of laughter, shared plates with people who spoke no english yet offered everything they had, and mornings when i nursed blisters and a weariness that felt heavier than my pack. some days i wanted to give up entirely. looking back, i see that this stretch of the danube taught me that home isn’t always a place you reach, but the shelter you find for a night; be it a bench in the rain, a stranger’s kitchen, or a riverbank at dusk. #danubebend #danubecyclepath #worldfirst 2025-09-17 12:28:51 danube pt.. 0 - 30 +10%
danube pt.1 🇩🇪 🇦🇹 recently, i’ve had a lot of people asking about the danube expedition; interviews, dms, acquaintances wondering why i barely posted. in 2022, i became the first person to walk the danube from source to sea. the germans say aller anfang ist schwer - every beginning is hard - and they’re right. i started at the river’s source, and over the next year everything in my life would either change or be lost. but i’m jumping ahead; at the beginning, every journey has so much promise. in germany and austria, there were nights covered in ticks and leeches and mornings sharing bread with strangers. there were cult leaders who offered us rooibos and priests who turned us away and strangers who let us sleep on their floor. there was the arrival of inés and a leg of jamón. at the time it felt like madness. now i realise it was the point: the ridiculous, messy, sometimes heartbreaking chaos that made the walk what it was. #danubecyclepath 2025-09-10 08:03:31 dan.. 0 - 33 +22%
come join me as i buy a church ✨ 2025-08-26 12:06:53 come join me as i buy a.. 0 - 40 +47%
rating places i’ve lived out of ten 🤪 namely: wales (aberystwyth), bogotá, victoria, mexico city, istanbul, sevilla, taiwan (taoyuan), and london (i didn’t include são paulo or bangkok because i never paid rent). no me funen, pero… 💃🏼 2025-07-23 03:16:03 rating p.. 0 - 18 -34%
my seven favorite places in the sacred valley of peru 🇵🇪🥰 from inca wonders to pre-inca mysteries — tipón, ollantaytambo, chinchero, pisaq, moray, salineras de maras, and pikillacta were all pure magic ✨ #adventuretravel #sacredvalleyperu #peruexplorers #cuscoregion #tipón #ollantaytambo #chinchero #pisaq #moray #salinerasdemaras #pikillacta #exploreperu 2025-07-22 00:18:07 my seven f.. 0 - 26 -4%
found the ultimate reading place 😌 (the storm came out of nowhere) p.s. it’s my nose ring not a bogey x #solobackpacker #femalesolotraveler #exploretheworld #travel #femaletraveller #travelreels #adrenalinejunkie 2025-07-10 02:41:43 found the ultimate r.. 0 - 26 -4%
here’s nine things my kichwa mum taught me in the sacred valley of peru 🥰 (i trust her with my life) #perutravel #sacredvalley #kichwaculture #indigenouswisdom #womenwhowander #andesmountains #culturalheritage #authentictravel #shetravels 2025-07-04 02:04:27 here’s nine things m.. 0 - 20 -26%
(wearing the hat and poncho that my peruvian mum made) today someone asked me what i’m running away from. and ngl, i get it— i’ve been on the road since i was seventeen: catching night buses, crossing borders, writing from tent floors, train stations, jungle hammocks. to some, it must look like fleeing, like i’m searching for something i lost. but the truth is quieter than that: i’m not running away. i’m running toward. toward crackling fires in mountain villages, drinking guayusa beneath the trees. toward places where i can speak in my second, or third, or fourth tongue— and feel everything so fully. i want to taste it all: the heartbreak, the miracles, the tea with strangers. the sky-soaked mornings in towns i may never see again. the constant sensation of homesickness never leaves; but after all this time, i think i accept it. 2025-07-02 02:50:28 (wearing th.. 0 - 15 -45%
a monday in the life of living in the sacred valley of peru 🥰 2025-06-24 01:52:23 a monday in the life o.. 0 - 33 +22%
as i edit this in a storm in small-town uruguay, i’m reminded of my childhood; in the way paint peels from old walls and stone streets darken under low clouds. it makes me melancholic. vesmir once wrote, ‘home is not a place, but i wish it were; so at least some days i’d know exactly where to go.’ it seems that for me, home is a transient, liminal space that i find in the scent of rain on slate, steel-toed boots resting by the door, the hiss of a kettle and black toast dust in the sink. 2025-06-07 06:17:10 as i edit this in.. 0 - 64 +136%
yearly girls trip to ✨✨salt lake city✨✨ 2025-06-02 21:35:14 yearly girls trip.. 0 - 25 -8%
diary entry, may 2025: i’m writing this while sitting at the very same table i sat at six years ago—almost to the day—at oliver’s lounge in seattle, washington. last night, i lay in bed and stared out at the same view that once left me completely bewildered. i remember sitting on the ledge for a little while, watching the big city lights, feeling so small and so full of hope. it’s so crazy how much everything has changed. starting by my own tea business, becoming the first person to walk the danube: it was all yet to come even though i didn’t know it at the time. i wouldn’t have thought that my home would vanish—and with it, any meagre sense of stability. my friends became family and the world became my home. this hotel makes me feel nostalgic, melancholic, and somehow sweet all at once. it holds everything i wanted—and for better or worse— the dreams i had in this hotel came true. 2025-05-13 09:03:09 diary.. 0 - 17 -37%
today marks the beginning of la feria, and every year it feels like a return to some softer version of myself — the jacarandas bloom just like they did the first time i came here, when i got ‘ojalá’ inked on my arm and didn’t know yet how much i’d come to mean it. when the scent of azahar clung to the dusk, sweet and wild. i met one of my best friends that week, and we wandered through feria like we were falling in love with everything — the lights, the horses, the chaos, the quiet moments in between. we drank rebujito until the sky turned pink and laughed like our hearts had just been cracked open. now the air is thick with sugar and pollen, and lo amo lo amo lo amooooo. somehow, it still feels like the first time. *photo cover is of sarahhh.abroad y yo in malaga, spain, when we were young 😇 2025-05-06 05:23:54 today mar.. 0 - 35 +29%
how do i explain that my favorite celebration is holy week in a city i once called home? how do i explain how much sevilla means to me? when i was young, i ran away, heart wide open, and i stumbled into everything i’d ever wanted. i found a community; they made me feel as though i belonged. sevilla, with its sacred pulse and silver shadows, taught me how to be. i think a younger me found a kind of mercy there, in the way the city didn’t ask anything of me—except to stay. it took a long time to feel at home anywhere else (nothing ever felt as holy, or as kind) i left pieces of myself in that city, and every time i return, i gather them up. i hold them with so much tenderness. 2025-04-28 06:30:36 how do i explain th.. 0 - 21 -23%
i leapt out of a plane over oahu, thinking the fall would be the scariest part; but it wasn’t, because i’m a travel writer who’s afraid of flying. i’ve stayed with indigenous tribes in remote amazonian villages—places so isolated they’d never seen a foreigner before. i’ve slept in a goat-skin tent beneath the stars in the middle east with nomadic men smoking saudi cigars, not a single person knowing where i was. i’ve been kidnapped, attacked by wild animals, and spent way too many nights trusting strangers that arguably i never should have. yet—for the past 48 hours, i’ve been swinging between panic attacks, quiet sobbing, and desperate prayers while boarding four more flights, each one unravelling me in a different way. sometimes i wonder—what sort of travel writer does that make me? why can i look death in the eye in the backseat of a pickup truck on the highway of tears, stay with prolific cocaine dealers and monkey traffickers in bolivia and ecuador, and run away from armed policemen in argentina with my heart barely pounding—and yet, i fall apart at the minor sensation of turbulence? but i will go anyway, carrying my stories, and my fear, with equal reverence. as i type this, i’m preparing to board another flight. my fingers shake as i choose my words. ojalá, everything will be okay. 2025-04-26 09:56:21 .. 0 - 36 +33%
i gave security my favourite bar of chocolate as part of the bribe 🥲 pero valió la pena 100% 🇵🇪 2025-04-21 03:46:08 i gave security.. 0 - 28 +3%
decided to use instagram as my personal video dump and bug complaint hotline 🐞 gracias a sarah, una nena que conocía desde hacía apenas unas horas, por acompañarme en esta caminata; me siento feliz siempre que haya bocadillos y optimismo desmedido 😌 2025-04-18 08:11:01 decided to use i.. 0 - 25 -8%
*warning: graphic images* three years ago, somewhere along the dusty trail of the camino de santiago, a man told me about bolivia’s infamous witch markets—places where dried llama fetuses dangle like wind chimes and witches can supposedly fix all. so when i finally arrived to la paz, i booked appointments with three medical witches on the off-chance that one could cure my crohn’s. ‘you need to exchange energies with a shaman and become a rabbit,’ the first witch said, carefully tossing coca leaves onto a towel misted with holy water. ‘doctors won’t heal you; only we can.’ ‘you have to work on your relationship with God,’ advised the second, speaking from the dim back corner of his house. ‘a human unguided is a human unhealed.’ he offered me a cigarette. ‘have you considered that you’re being punished?’ the third stated, straight-faced. ‘looking at you, you’re clearly diseased. what did you do to deserve this?’ the outcome? whilst i may still have crohn’s disease, i’m now mildly more offended and several hundred bolivianos down. 2025-04-14 21:43:22 .. 0 - 20 -26%
note: i checked and the biggest christ statue is actually in indonesia :/ 2025-04-06 12:20:17 note: i checked and the b.. 0 - 26 -4%
rio and its favelas during carnival might be the most unsafe i’ve ever felt, but damn, something about the chaos felt familiar. it leaves me wondering why i don’t recognise myself in safety, but in frenzy—in noise, in uncertainty—I see someone I know. we got kidnapped, robbed, and burnt with literal fire, and yet, it wasn’t the destruction that unsettled me—it was the silence that followed. 2025-03-25 02:46:02 rio and its f.. 0 - 20 -26%
here’s a day in the life of travelling the world with crohn’s disease (in remission) 💩 i was diagnosed with crohn’s when i was 15 after yearsss of unnerving symptoms such as extreme weight loss and malnutrition, skin issues, bone density and hair loss (🥲), severe fatigue, and other illnesses caused by my super fragile immune system. it took me a long time and a lot of hospital admissions to realise that having crohn’s was something i couldn’t ignore- it would go on to change every single aspect of my life 🫥 i’ve been travelling the world since i was 17, and whilst it’s been an incredible time, for the majority of those years i didn’t quite understand the severity of my illness or take enough time to care for myself. it’s only now that i’m finally in remission (🤞🏻) that i can balance both my crohn’s and travel, acknowledging my illness whilst still perusing my travel writing and tea dreams ✨ i finally started making a home (in taiwan) at the end of last year and boyyy, do i wish i could tell 15 year old me that it’s all worth it in the end 🥹 2025-03-18 00:39:13 .. 0 - 30 +10%
there’s something profoundly comforting about sintra 2025-02-10 23:11:29 there’s something profo.. 0 - 28 +3%
back in marrakech, amongst the chaos and the noise, i’ve had a lot of time to think. and i wonder, qué es ‘hogar’? es una persona? un lugar? un pensamiento fugaz disfrazado de permanencia? quizá no sea más que una idea que tejemos para silenciar la inquietud dentro de nosotros. aún así, cargamos con este anhelo—esta búsqueda hermosa y dolorosa—como si la respuesta pudiera aparecer en los rostros que encontramos, en las vidas que vislumbramos o en los horizontes infinitos que perseguimos. quizá el hogar no sea algo que se encuentra, sino algo que se añora, sin fin, como un sueño del que tememos despertar. 2025-01-06 22:25:42 back i.. 0 - 30 +10%

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