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Travel sick - arriving in Sofia

Travel sick - arriving in Sofia

We’ve just arrived in Sofia after an intense travel day(s). Of all the people who started out with us from Rabat 7(!) didn’t make it to Sofia today, but trust me, that’s a story for another time. I’ve been up for ages, catching short amounts of sleep on the planes we took and trying to get my stomach to be less upset (I always get a bloated tummy when I travel, must be some kind of stress related thing).

 

 

Morocco was an incredible experience. From living in Rabat, working at the beautiful office of 7AY (find the interview I did with it’s co-founder here), to riding camels in the Sahara desert and wandering through the medina of Marrakech. It was a big blur of new experiences, stretching and some kind of colourful chaos. It was a lot to take in.

 

I realised earlier that it has been 5 months since we left our wonderful house in Utrecht and started our wandering around the world. And yes it is exciting, yes it is wonderful, yes it is our own choice to be or stay here, but I am exhausted. Moving to yet another country didn’t excite me this time, it just made me so incredibly tired.

 

What I long for, more than anything in this world, is a place that feels like home. I don’t care where in the world that place it, but it has to be a place where I can rest, where I feel safe and comfortable and where I can recharge to then go out and explore the whole wide world again. Rabat (and especially the place we visited later on our travels) didn’t do that for me.

 

So I arrived in Sofia, this afternoon, not sure what to feel. Feeling sick of travelling in a way and longing for Remote Year to be over (although that still wouldn’t mean the end of the constant moving, me and my boyrfriend have discussed doing this for about 4 years, but still, it would mean going home to my beloved home town for about a month).

 

Then something happened. As we started driving into the city from the airport I noticed the green all around me. I noticed the women wearing beautiful dresses, in a style that was far more similar to mine than the one in Rabat. I noticed people like me, a European city, not too different from the ones I grew up in. And then, when we arrived at our place for the month I fell in love with Sofia.

 

The appartment has such an amazing vibe to it. It has a little indoor/outdoor space going on where I intent to spend a lot of the time I have to work (depending on how nice the set up at the office is too of course). I love the spaciousness of the appartment and especially the natural light that flows in.

 

The closet we have is probably bigger than the first studentroom I lived in (well not quite, but still, it’s massive) and we have a washing machine (essential) and a kitchen my chef-boyfriend will love.

 

I am still exhausted and very happy to not have to move for another 5 weeks (well except the 10 days we’ll spend in London, but I’ll manage that). The more I travel the more I realise how important it is for me to have a place to retreat to, a place that truly feels like mine and like home. I am learning which things are worth dragging along on my back for a year, and which things are just “wants” instead of “needs”. I feel like that’s the main process I am going through on remote year. Nothing revolutionary, just the slow and steady shedding of layers and revealing what is truly important underneath them. Maybe that’s reason enough to be exhausted in our modern day societies.

 

 

 

Check out the pictures of the apartment above :) click the image for more pictures!

What happens on the road..

What happens on the road..

Rabat - Sofia

Rabat - Sofia