About

Hi, I’m Modanzy — writer, wanderer, and collector of quiet moments.

This blog is where I gather the scattered fragments of my travels — not just the places I’ve seen, but the people I’ve met, the silences I’ve heard, the flavors I’ve chased, and the stories that have lingered long after the journey ended.

Travel, for me, was never about ticking boxes or counting countries. It was — and still is — about remembering what it feels like to be present. To sit on a cracked train seat with strangers, share food without words, and watch landscapes unfold outside the window like a slow, beautiful poem.

I wasn’t always a traveler. For a long time, I lived inside the boundaries of routine — safe, predictable, structured. But something in me ached for more. Not more in the way consumer culture tells us to want more — but more meaning, more stillness, more depth. And so, one winter, in the fog-veiled stillness of southern Germany, I began this journey. A journey not just across borders, but inward — through the vast, unknowable terrain of my own heart.

One passage that shaped my perspective early on is from Paul Bowles’ The Sheltering Sky:

“Because we don’t know when we will die, we get to think of life as an inexhaustible well, yet everything happens only a certain number of times, and a very small number, really… How many more times will you remember a certain afternoon of your life, an afternoon that is so deeply a part of your being that you can’t even conceive of your life without it? Perhaps four or five times more. Perhaps not even that.”

I carry those words with me. They remind me that each sunrise is finite. Each shared meal, each dusty road, each awkward attempt at a new language — it all matters, because it all passes.

This blog is my effort to honor those fleeting moments. You won’t find luxury resorts or hyper-curated itineraries here. What you will find are honest reflections, stories from the road, quiet photos, and the kind of beauty that can only be found when you pause long enough to notice.

I travel slowly. I get lost on purpose. I believe in serendipity. And I’m endlessly fascinated by how every place, no matter how far, somehow teaches me something about home.

If you’ve ever stood in a foreign place and felt both alone and completely connected — if you believe travel is a mirror, not an escape — then you’ll feel right at home here.

 

Thanks for being here. Let’s keep walking.

Modanzy