Today will be a different kind of post, as for the last five days, I have been waking up in a different kind of world. Those who follow this travel blog know that I was born and grew up in Belarus. It’s more than the country of my birth and […]
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To begin understanding why I was alone in Poland, please start with the previous post “Back to U.S.S.R.”, a story of pain, betrayal, and Belarus. I disembarked the plane in Warsaw after a 9-hour flight, my backpack pressing heavily against my back, my crumpled itinerary sheet in hand. I stood […]
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I had no plans to travel alone. Traveling alone sounds tedious, lonesome, and possibly dangerous. Ever since Victor and I took our first road trip to California back in 2004, the thought of traveling alone never even crossed my mind. What I did want, and what I still want to this day, was […]
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On the morning of the fourth day of our French trip, I was both apprehensive and excited. The main reason we came to Normandy was to tour the D-Day beaches. The history geek in me had been waiting for this day in great anticipation. Before the trip, I read what […]
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We woke up in Bayeux and had a busy day ahead of us. The plan was to explore not only the sights in Normandy but also those in neighboring Bretagne. But first things first—breakfast at a Saturday market. Visiting a Saturday market is one of those truly not-to-be-missed French experiences. […]
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