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?’….
