
The cycle trail sign points the way, blue signs with small orange triangles, until I reach the top of a lookout over mountain ranges and coast in Northern New Zealand. The evening sun touches grass below, blue sky above, my … Continue reading
The cycle trail sign points the way, blue signs with small orange triangles, until I reach the top of a lookout over mountain ranges and coast in Northern New Zealand. The evening sun touches grass below, blue sky above, my … Continue reading
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Two bikes, one life, and the whole world to see
The thoughts of a random Burundian woman
The absurd, the ironic, and the faithful.
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"when sleeping women wake, mountains move."
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