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You’re Not Lazy — You’re Emotionally Exhausted

Mototrip 2025 - Ninth day – Italy


The crew woke us up early and we had to quickly get ready and leave the cabin.

No slow morning this time.

We went straight for a cappuccino and a croissant.

I thought we would have more time, maybe two hours, but everything moved fast.

Within an hour, we were already getting on the bikes again.

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The plan for the day was simple, but intense.

Cross Italy — from Civitavecchia to Bari.

Around seven hours on the road.

And it felt every bit of it.

At some point, I couldn’t keep my eyes open.

I kept falling asleep on the bike.

I knew it was dangerous.

But my body was just too tired.

We stopped a few times along the way.

Had lunch — a simple pasta with tomato sauce and basil.

Exactly what we needed.

Still, the exhaustion stayed.

By the time we reached Bari, both Veni and I felt completely drained.

I took a hot shower.

That helped.

Just enough to feel human again.

We had some food left from the previous day, so we made ourselves a small dinner.

Wine.
Simple food.
A bit of jazz.

It felt quiet.

Almost like a pause.

Later, we joined the others.

They had prepared a second dinner — Bulgarian style.

Three tables full of different food.

Shared.
Loud.
Warm.

A completely different kind of energy.

And somehow, it balanced the day.

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The second night on the ferry felt easier.

I slept deeply.

The kind of sleep that comes after a long, heavy day.

For more photos — here.

Some days are not about beauty or excitement.

Some days are just about getting through.

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