Since my last writing I have ridden across Turkey, along the entirety of the Black Sea coast line, and made my way into Georgia for a few...

I can hear the hustle and bustle of downtown Istanbul outside my window. Horns honking, tourists laughing in cafes, store owners...

It wasn’t until I crossed from Slovania into Croatia that I started to go through actual border crossings, up until that point I was...

There’s a lot to be said for Italy, it’s one of those countries that when people hear the name they are often filled with visions of...