Travel diary

Thailand. 17 days where I didn't know what day it was anymore You leave Bucharest on one of those mornings when the cold doesn't hit you brutally, but it's enough to remind you with every breath that it's still winter. The sky is gray, the world is in a hurry, and your mind is already elsewhere, somewhere where you don't have to wonder whether or not you took an extra layer. After a long flight where time gets mixed up and you don't know exactly if it's day or night anymore,

It took me months to get around to writing. And not because I didn't want to. But because this journey wasn't just a succession of places. It was a confrontation with my own prejudices, with the noise online, with small fears and big joys. I went in without huge expectations. Seriously. I wasn't going to discover America. I was going to ride my Harley with my friends, long distances, without rushing. That's it. I arrived in Chicago with a baggage you don't see on film: fear n

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