I love good coffee, ultra runs, books and nature. But most of all I love to do things in a different way...
I've always liked to travel. When I was little my parents worked for a Non-Profit missionary organisation YWAM and they “backpacked” me with them. We spent months in England, the Netherlands, Russia... The long journeys where never a problem for me.
When we could no longer travel, we hosted refugees. Our kitchen table welcomed people from Romania, Ukraine, Burundi, Nigeria, Kenya. Perhaps because of our way of living the world was beckoning to me to see and experience places in my original way.
In 2005 I made my first three-month solo trip to Canada. My dear host Valerie, a publicly distinguished and honoured Brockville citizen who taught me so much, passed away this Spring. I still keep a quote from that time by Santana – Kiowa Chief:
“I don’t want to settle. I love to roam over the prairies. There I feel free and happy, but when we settle down we grow pale and die.”
Since then, I have been to different places and fell in love with two capitals where I occasionally return: Warsaw and Istanbul.
In 2011 I went on another solo journey to Kenya. This East African country kept me busy for over six months and left unforgettable memories in my soul. My second name Nekesa means, the one who comes in a harvesting time.
In the summer of 2016, I began to open myself for a life on the road. When I met Jiří, the life offered me the opportunity to fulfil my dream of full time travelling. I joined his journey and from that moment everything I needed fit in a five-foot kayak.
I have become a real nomad. We moved from place to place and lived from day to day. There was all the time something to discover. And most of all about me and my spirit. It was a time of constant expansion of horizons. I sat in the kayak in Pula and during the autumn and spring, I paddled along the coast down a bit further than the town of Manfredonia in South Italy. About 1000 kilometres. For me, it was extremely demanding and rich experience. I will be happy to continue one day. At the moment, the kayak is Italy and I'm preparing for the next step.
At some point in the journey, I needed to disconnect and search for myself. I wanted to cross the Pyrenees after a well-known GR11. I ended up on the fourth day. Why? Combination of poor equipment, poor timing, poor weather and injury. I am pretty sure it happened the way it should be.
Since autumn 2017, my journey has not been quite clear. I spent some time in Switzerland and Czech Republic. At the turn of the year, I was in Iceland for several weeks. In the spring I moved to Greece. As it turned out, the mind needed to absorb a lot of stimuli from the kayak journey, to cope with the new mindset and the growth of the spirit inside of me.
At this moment I am looking for a van in which I will travel around Europe with my dog Adélka.