My travels. Turned into stories.
The funny thing about being back in Moscow six months after I got there the first time, is that it seemed so much closer to home this time around. It looked more familiar and less exotic than when I had been travelling outbound. It was soothing, because it meant that the difficult journey back was… Continue reading How my journey ended
I’m used to taking the train everyday. From Antwerp to Brussels, 40 minutes, and then back. But what if you just keep riding? For hours and hours? You end up in the neighbouring country. Keep riding. The next country. Keep riding. You’re so far now, that the train tracks are suddenly different and they have… Continue reading Leaving Europe on a train
Morgane's Travel Tales 