The thirst for adventure, the desire to see every corner of the Earth, the very thought at the back of my mind to nurture with the architecture of nature, finally came true on 27th December 2015. The powerful feeling of Wanderlust to drive into millions of directions, tracing the tracks I have always sorted in my bucket list, leaving behind all negativity and welcoming whatever comes in my way has always been my prior motto. I started exploring South America hitchhiking, continuing through the Caribbean, doing boat stop, crossing the Atlantic open sea in one of the sailboats sailing to Europe, from Portugal to Bulgaria.
Certain emblematic places that hold back the heart of a traveler, let one feel like these have been the places, so much sought for, when I might have seen them in postcards or television series, and when finally reaching there myself with not so much resources and planning, it really feels like I can relate my intuition with nature. A long 7-day journey changing 2 trains, via 2 cars, 12 trucks, crossing 4 borders, hitchhiking 3100 km, sailing by a boat to cross the Strait of Magellan, I finally reached the southernmost part of the world, Ushuaia in 2016. I visited many other places in South America by hitchhiking or CouchSurfing, that includes Patagonia, Argentina also Perito Moreno Glacier, Amazon Brazil, Lencois Maranhenses there as well. The visit to the No Man’s land, i.e., Tobago Island in the Carribean in 2017, the 7 days trekking at Venezuela all were unfolding infinite directions for me to take my trip to some infinite level.
I have always believed in “Health in the body, Peace in the spirit and Love in the heart”, and this is the inspiration that kept me going even when I faced the most challenging journey open sea from South America, with no idea that I am going to land in Europe. In June 2018, a famous pop band from Lisbon, the D.A.M.A., picked me up from Lisbon to Portugal, paid for my stay in a hotel with them, and even invited me to a concert. Starting from Portugal via Spain routed to Barcelona with a temperature more than 35 degrees, hitchhiking to the Castle of Dracula, Transylvania in Romania, I was welcomed by a warm community of mediators in the Apuseni Mountains. In September 2018, I reached Bulgaria, where my Couchsurfing host toured the country from east to west in his car. Returning to the coast, I borrowed a bicycle for a ride on the shores of Black Sea to celebrate some self-time peace, thereby filling myself with patience for the upcoming hurdles to come.
Step by step my mind and heart were opening before infinite possibilities, and I trusted them to expand myself fully in the lap of nature. My trip to Turkey in 2018 changed my thoughts vastly as I really had to get rid of the preconceived ideas and misgivings from the West, after travelling there for 2 months. With the help of one, whose friend was previously helped by me during his trip, I got a ticket directly to Canakkale, the closest city of the mythical Troy. Arriving there, I got a free entrance to the Archaeological Site, where the replica of the Trojan horse and the ruins are found. The open-air museum with ancient Roman ruins, the Ephesus in Izmir is a must-see spot. The cotton castle of Pamukkale, the hot springs in geological pools; the Goreme in Cappadocia; the Gobekli Tepe, the ruins of probably the 1st temple in history, older than the Pyramids of Egypt; the visit to the largest mosque in the Middle East in Adana; and the visit to Harran in SouthEast of Turkey… all these add up to my cherishing memories from Turkey. Last week of December 2018 was full of memories, as I got to meet up with my travelling friend, whom I met at Bulgaria; I lost my phone, yet I got it back magically; the Kurdish and Turkish hospitality amazed me and I truly believe that language can never be a barrier to communication, all that is needed is the love of neighbour and mutual passion of connecting and helping others.
Iran is a multilinguistic country with a number of restrictions imposed on its inhabitants, like…sale and consumption of alcohol is strictly prohibited here, men and women are separated in public transport, facebook, youtube or Couchsurfing are blocked and can only be accessed by using VPN, women are bound to wear clothes that cover the hips, but there’s more to get surprised that actually happen in secret parties or private spaces. Iran, in spite of its impositions in Islamic countries, is a tomb of powerful female energy, where I met many women, flourishing in their own fields. Couchsurfing is blocked here, but the opportunity to flow to the rhythm of life is not, and there comes to play the hospitality of Turkey people. The spiritual resource of peace has no limits as long as one believes in synchronicity, and this I felt strongly, during getting into the United Arab Emirates. While no agency was ready to take the risk of endorsing me, and the Peruvian embassy was not answering to my emails, I remembered Izmir of Turkey, a tour guide, who would be living in Dubai, as he told me. I got his card from my backpack and with his help, I could get in UAE before long. After hitchhiking to ferry boat and navigating 13 hours across the Persian Gulf, I arrived in UAE, preferably Dubai.