Our life is not bad at all. Stunningly beautiful landscapes surround us almost every day, we can feel wind in our hair and cherish freedom, we get to live in little paradises, meet extraordinarily interesting…
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Lisbon – Algarve. Bicycle diaries.
“Ohh, how fantastic to be biking again!”, I think to myself while spinning on a completely empty asphalt road through the narrow Tróia peninsula. The conditions are ideal: it’s beautiful here, the sun is shining,…
The gorges of Crete – escaping the crowds
Crete isn’t only beaches and port-towns, there’s also a crazy geological history and terrain that’s covered with impassable mountains and deep, snaking valleys. Tectonic activity, weathering, or the breaking of rocks and erosion caused by water,…
Our small Greek life on north Evia
Evia is a large island near Athens that miraculously avoided the influx of foreign tourists. Nevertheless, it’s a popular destination for Greek holidaymakers. When looking at the breathtaking, alpine scenery of north Evia, the first thought…
On how we produced 50 kilos of olive oil in Greece
Near the end of our Asian trip, when we were already saturated with the local food, I started missing bread, cheese and olives. The strong craving for olives could not be satisfied in the Laotian…
All is well in Albania
Ahh, Albania… We’ve been here before, eight years ago, and much has since changed for the better. This time around, having an idea what the country is about, we decide to take in the best…
From Kosovo to Albania — a wonderful bike route and a cruise over the Komani lake
“-Ania! Take the picture of the mountains! -Why? These aren’t even hills! -Look higher, above the clouds!” We go to Kosovar Peje just because we were enchanted by a googled picture: the old town…
With and against the flow
From our previous trip to Croatia, some ten years ago, we remember that people were genuinely friendly and everything cost tri kuna. Although nowadays tri kuna will only buy you a bag of salt, people still greet strangers…
Gaining Momentum
Our visit to Hungary begins in Sopron, which we enter in the evening. As it turns out, we messed up the address of the camping site and now can’t find it. It’s getting late, too…
When it blows, it blows
It blew in Austria. The wind moved water in the rivers, tried to slow us down to a stop or push us into a ditch. It made our eyes cry. Such was the first day in…