After three ‘turbulent’ flights I arrived in Calgary in (two) pieces. Stan, who follows my blog, picked me up from the airport. This Polish man…
It feels like I’m cycling in Central Asia. The landscape is wide and wavy with brown and green tones and a lake here and there….
I arrive in Ireland by ferry in the late afternoon. My only plan for the day is to get away from Rosslare city and harbor…
It has only been two weeks since I got on my new bicycle in Tilburg to head south. First into Belgium, then France, England and…
2 months in the Netherlands after 13 months living as a nomad. What’s that like? First of all, it’s great to talk my native language…
It’s been four weeks now since I landed in the Netherlands. Yesterday I did my first presentation about the ride from Alaska to Costa Rica….
On the sofa, in the living room of my mum’s house in Tilburg, with the Tour the France on TV in the background, it’s hard…
Guatemala, El Salvador, Honduras. Countries that would let many father- and mother heart shake with anxiety at the thought of their child traveling through ’em….
BEEPBEEPBEEPBEEP.. My phone wakes me up. Since I arrived in the south I get up before sunrise every morning. I pack my stuff, have breakfast…
In my last blog I wrote about my ‘speed-course: tourist’. In the recent weeks I’ve been able to enjoy the normal daily life in Mexico…
If you turn your holiday into your daily life, it’s no longer a holiday. Twelve years ago I got on my bicycle for my first…
It’s hot! It’s hot! It feels as if a belt is strapped around my head. Another few gulps of water. My stomach feels like a…
‘Before I tell you my story, I want to take you with me on one particular part of my travels. What’s the hottest temperature you’ve…
I bounce around on my bike on a dirt road with washboard relief, up and down, left and right. My panniers clatter an unclear rhythm….
Not a sign in sight to point me the way to the border. I decide to ask a pedestrian; ‘How do I get to Mexico?’….
*PANG KLANG YEEHAAAAA* in other words: I’M BACK! Recharged, rested, motivated, happy! Wild awake! Two weeks of non-stop camping, vast empty landscapes of steppe and…
With sunglasses on my nose, a tanktop on and a clear blue sky above me I’m looking out over the white mountains of the Sierra…
2016 In 2016 I took a turn. An unsigned turn without a street name, an unpaved road not to be found on any map or…
