Our. Earth. Rocks.

We see airplanes and wonder where these passengers fly to. We go to book shops only to flick through guidebooks in the travel section. We send our minds traveling on new itineraries. We stop in front of travel agencies and watch breathlessly their amazing photos. Our symptoms of wanderlust are our only engine and catalyst to survive the gaps between traveling. The feeling that anything is possible keeps us alive. We can´t sleep until we are eventually on the road again.

The Our-Earth-Rocks blog has been my personal diary since 2009. Primarily, I write it for myself. At some point, I started sharing my travel stories with the world. Over the past ten years, I’ve traveled to more than 80 countries—first alone, then with a partner, and now as a family of three. I'm a committed minimalist and prefer to travel with only carry-on luggage. My favorite country is Bangladesh, and the only time I got robbed was in Brazil. In Myanmar, I paid €2 for a single room, and I crossed the border into Somalia on foot. I tried pork fat in Ukraine, attended a techno party in Afghanistan, endured a 24-hour train ride in Uzbekistan, and made a lifelong friend in Iran.

Based in Jordan