About Restless Pedals The game grew out of a long-held passion for bicycle touring. Packing my life into a few bags and setting off without knowing where I’ll sleep pushes me far outside my comfort zone—but that uncertainty is also strangely addictive. Life on the road is stripped down to the essentials: a single spoon, fork, and knife; two pots and a stove for my kitchen. My winter jacket becomes extra insulation on cold nights, and a rain poncho doubles as protection for the tent’s ventilation when the weather turns. I captured the essence of bicycle travel into Restless Pedals . At its core is limited bag capacity and the constant decision-making that comes with carrying the right items for each journey. Just like real bike travel, preparation matters. Another essential part of the lifestyle is meeting like-minded people and riding together for a while—and that social element is woven directly into the game. Inventory items are intentio...
Nomadic Tales While traveling through eastern Greece, between Komotini and Kavala, I kept noticing these odd little shops with storefronts plastered in a chaotic mess of fonts, colors, and loud banners. On this particular trip, I had packed my bags so full that I barely had space for more than a day’s worth of food. With public holidays like Easter and Worker’s Day around the corner, I figured it’d be smart to stock up and settle into a campsite in Nea Karvali for a few days. With time on my hands, I finally decided to step into one of these peculiar stores. I’m not going to share photos of the place or the product. You can find it yourself, since it’s “very famous” as the store keeper kept telling me. The cookies are indeed famous, but I didn’t know about them at the time. Now, growing up under Ceaușescu’s bleak economy I am biased to see empty shelves as a red flag. So when I walked in and saw the sparse selection of products on half-empty shelves, my prejudices kicked in. Think...