Romania: Part One

Riding a bicycle that has bags loaded over two racks, things strapped, stuffed, and dangling off of nearly every inch of empty space draws a certain amount of attention from locals. Frequently, we are asked about our destination, the weight … Continue reading

Россия: A Quick Note

Russia. An incredibly vast and diverse land and people. It houses a language that caresses my dumb American ears. My time here is almost up, and I unfortunately have been so occupied with experience that writing has been largely neglected. Please accept my apologies for the quality of photos, as I struggle not only to find a place to develop film but also a place to scan photos in.

I solemnly swear to write more on this wholly hospitable country and my travels within it very soon. In a few days, I will pack, again, and return to Helsinki to meet my bike partner and we will ride, ride, ride.

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The view from my door

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Our Savoir on the Blood

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Spring has finally arrived and elderly women sell daffodils at the entrances/exits of public transportation
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The sun sets more lazily each day, and rises so early that it shrinks the night to an event of only a handful of hours.