In Love with Life: camping

Thursday, May 21, 2020

Cycling like a Pro

Hello dear ones,

Well well well.

Cycle tour has started! And for me it had to be suspended after 5 days of it.

If you ever wanted to cycle tour- do it. It's an incredible experience. Being able to move around and cover quite long distances relying on your simple bike and muscle power. There is a lot of mind power too.

It's been incredible even if the weather was not treating us sooo well. I guess in my head I always expect the eternal sunshine.

Being able to move around with big weight on your bike and conquer some big motherfucking hills gives you so much joy that you start feeling naturally super high.

Being able to sleep each night in different environment, put up your tent, be ok with sweat or cold or pain or whatever, really gives you the belief in yourself.

I absolutely loved sleeping outdoors. Waking up with light and first sounds of nature waking up. Having a nice herbal cup of tea, breakfast, cold river shower. It feels so raw, so true. I know it's only has been 5 days but it made me feel so wild and connected to our beautiful planet.

And then, as always, my weakest part gave in- toothache. For many years toothache seem to be messing around with my plans. This time, I had to just listen to my body and cycle back to Lienz, where incredible things have happened. I am surrounded by so many great friends who always help me so much, and I happened to have a good luch with the dentist who helped me in a really tricky situation with expired insurance and so on. Being kind in this world is one of the most important virtues and kindess is so contagious! So be kind to one another people!

Now I am back in MoaAlm, recovering for few days after root canal procedure and praying to gods to be rejoined on the bike trip, catch Lottie and Ryan and keep on cycling.

Be healthy everybody!

Ligita

Saturday, June 4, 2016

Addicted to Islands

Hola Chicos!

I grew up in Lithuania surrounded by the lakes and forests. But my passion for water always took me wondering about the islands life. There was something magical about it. So unconsciously I started chasing after the islands.

My first one was just a quick glance, a short escape for a break- Thassos island in Greece. I felt like then my love for islands started to grow bigger and bigger.

The second one was really obvious- United Kingdom. In fact it never felt like an island. Too big in one day to see the sunset and sunrise :)

Then I discovered Sark, one of the most unique islands I've ever been to, And then I got it. It was this island lifestyle that I was always looking for. Freedom from mainland but in the same time isolation for soul. The tranquility of life, people having time for each other, boat trips, nature and of course sea or the ocean 360° around you.

In Sark I met another island addict Dom. And then our travels together began.Whether it was Thailand, Malaysia, Indonesia or Philippines we both always would end up on an island.

This time we didn't go far, we went to tourism boom place Tenerife. We did have good intentions to volunteer at animal shelter but the place wasn't really what we expected for so we packed our backpacks and travelled around.

We ended up in this travelers/wonderers place on the beach (in fact one of the most beautiful beaches in Tenerife) called La Caleta and we loved it instantly. Slow rhythm of life, some people living in caves, some in handmade houses from stones and banana trees leaves, some, like us, living in the tents. Having long walks around and exploring the area, cooking dinners on fire, reading, morning baths in the ocean, jumping and diving into huge waves, eating delicious fruits, veggies and sea food, yes, that was our routine there. There it was easy to forget that in 20 minutes walk you can reach red and belly beer tourists living in their own little britains and germanies paradises with fake swimming pools and zero culture.

We tried to look deeper, to be more within the nature of this island and observe just a little bit of paradise still left on the island.

After one month sun retreat it was time to fly to Barcelona and like in old days travel back to Sark by the road. Around 1300 km 37 different cars took us to the North West of Normandy where by a good friend we were picked up by boat and brought to our beloved Sark. The generosity of people, their good intentions and funny stories made us get back the faith in humanity. And of course every travel just gets better once re-united with good friends on the road. Thank you for hosting/feeding and entertaining two stinky travelers. Our home doors in Sark are always open for you.

Another summer in front of me and I smile. I am happy to spend it in Sark.

Enjoy yours,

Much love,

Ligita