A couple of relaxing days in Safranbolu (Black Sea, Turkey)

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To say that Sari’s Pension is gorgeous would be an understatement. It’s the very place I need to be right now as I head into my final few days as a digital nomad. My mind is spinning with ideas, possibilities and things to look forward to on my return home. I can’t believe I am actually wanting to head home and have a more normal life (I say ‘more’ because my life has never quite been ‘normal’). And if I had to select any place to spend these final contemplative days of this digital nomad phase of my life, I would have selected Sari’s Pension.
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It’s so peaceful and quiet here in this Ottoman era house with it’s stunning edible garden where figs, grapes, apples and other fruits grow in abundance. There’s space to think here. I have a whole granny flat apartment to myself. It’s quiet but I am still within walking distance of the village and its many food places.
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And then there’s Sari herself. She is wonderful. Sari is Indonesian so I am instantly drawn to this side of her, having Indonesian heritage myself and loving that country so much. But there’s more to it than that. Sari is energetic, kind and creates the perfect mix of social interaction and leaving guests alone. Together we talk about our lives and dreams and experiences. I am in a place where my dreams and ideas for the future are overflowing. The past twenty months since my health scare have done that to me. I can see a very cool, fulfilling and exciting professional life in my grasp. And an even more exciting personal life to go with it.

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At Sari’s house I drink tea the Turkish way.
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And enjoy my final Turkish breakfasts.

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I take short strolls into Safranbolu for a few hours every day to take in the Ottoman-style buildings, both run down and renovated.

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And I indulge in the absolutely delicious Turkish habit of eating decadent desserts. This photo is actually of a profiterole that was served drowned in a bowl of the most amazing dark chocolate mouse.

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But mostly I took time out to reflect on my journey. On the past twenty months of travel since I went to Kenya in February 2014. On the things I have learned. On the people I have met. On the way I’ve grown as a traveler from that first stressed out arrival in Seoul to the casual way I now approach arriving in a new country. I reflected on the things I have learned about the world and the way I will never be able to see it in the same way again. I have experienced the kindness of strangers and seen the desperation of refugees – two sides of the same world we live in. And I ponder the fact that I will not be able to return to the life I lived before I started Looking For 42. And this knowledge has ramifications for my future: financial, personal and professional.


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