Seyahatten önce

The idea arises a few years ago. Cycling through the world by bike. Cycling to India by bike. To the small Navadurga Temple in Redi, Maharashtra. To ride far, far away on a bike.

Life takes a different turn for now. The idea becomes a distant dream temporarily.

It is the question of the purpose of life that pushes us towards setting off again. The question of which memories are the ones that want/should remain. The answers we temporarily give to this question, want to be different.

Then there is only one answer: get out of the same old rat race, go into the world.

This answer became suddenly unavoidable. And it still is.

The journey is preceded by some painful farewells. Farewells from people, animals, ideas, dreams, ....

Spaces have been created as a result, which are waiting to be filled with different views of the world.

There is the longing to get out. There is also the longing to find a new arrival in a foreign country. To feel the differences between cultures and countries and nations as small.

We are visiting the world. We are seeing the world.