BETWEEN ROCK AND WATER
“BACKPACK ON, READY, GO!”
This is a phrase I coined at the age of two that’s lived with me ever since. The spontaneous booking of a one-way flight to Madeira proved to be the start of my craziest adventure yet. My decision was based primarily on the increasingly cold and wet riding conditions in Scotland, combined with life in a van/refrigerator hybrid. Madeira, being far off the coast of North Africa, is one of the European territories least affected by the pandemic, and most affected by the sun, making it seem like the perfect destination. Questions like how I’d study for my Christmas university exams, where I’d sleep and how long I was going to stay for entered my mind but never stayed there long enough to deter me. Excitedly, I set off – with no plan whatsoever.
