One wrong turn, and I never really went home
I saved for a two-week trip and stayed for two years. Winging it started as a shared album for friends and slowly became the place I keep every mis-timed train, generous stranger and cheap-but-perfect meal from the road.
I travel slow, sleep in hostels, carry one bag, and believe the best plan is usually the one you make up as you go. If that sounds like your kind of trip, you're in good company here.
2019On the road since
LisbonCurrent base
40LEverything I own