So here we are. 2 weeks till the day i leave the comforts of keswick to cycle god knows how many miles from Amsterdam to Morocco.

Im currently watching an episode of The Simpsons, funilly enough its the one where lisa goes head to head with Mr burns on making there own newspaper. and look at me here preaching to the world like anyone might care, well i hope you do.

as you might have guessed i am dyslexic. and i hold no accountability to my use of puntuation. or spelling mistakes. i try my best and with doing this i really hope i can get better, but until then sorry but deal with it.

So let me tell you about what im actually going to be talking about. my cycle trip. it births from the need to change, a hard reset of the brain after many years of feeling stagnant and fuzzy headed and incredibly itchy feet (not in the infectious kind) my wanderlust it seems to never die out.

it really is a shame because for the first time in a long time i guess i could say im comfortable. my mother tells me this is why she thinks i am doing this “everytime your comfortable you pull the pin on your hand granade and boom right back to the start”. shes not wrong. this isn’t the first time i have just uped and left, but i will talk about that another time… maybe, we will have to see.

But for now this is just to get things kicked off. my first blog. and thats coming from someone who doesn’t even post on social media. i feel like its an old school way of reaching out without the feeling of modern pressure of being on a screen all the time. a way that will force me to stop and actually acknowledge what is going on in my life, maybe even slow my brain down to somewhere i can focus on something. i dont know but i would like to find out.

So yeah 2 weeks then im off to morocco… on a bike… on my own…

jees okay.