On rocky roads and how to warm a nomadic heart
BEEPBEEPBEEPBEEP.. My phone wakes me up. Since I arrived in the south I get up before sunrise every morning. I …
On rocky roads and how to warm a nomadic heart Lees verder..
BEEPBEEPBEEPBEEP.. My phone wakes me up. Since I arrived in the south I get up before sunrise every morning. I …
On rocky roads and how to warm a nomadic heart Lees verder..
In my last blog I wrote about my ‘speed-course: tourist’. In the recent weeks I’ve been able to enjoy the …
If you turn your holiday into your daily life, it’s no longer a holiday. Twelve years ago I got on …
It’s hot! It’s hot! It feels as if a belt is strapped around my head. Another few gulps of water. …
‘Before I tell you my story, I want to take you with me on one particular part of my travels. …
I bounce around on my bike on a dirt road with washboard relief, up and down, left and right. My …
Not a sign in sight to point me the way to the border. I decide to ask a pedestrian; ‘How …