that time I hiked 1300 km
Day seven started out pretty great, on the top of a mountain that had been fully covered in clouds the evening before. At 7 am, when I left the hostel to start the day’s hike, the sun was rising on one side of the mountain tops, and the other one was slowly revealing itself from […]
Before I start, I would like to take a quick little moment to explain why I hiked *only* 42,33 km in three days. On paper, 42 km is easily doable in two days, and in this case it probably would have been too, but since my legs need to carry me for another 900 kilometres,
My very first day on the camino started in an almost anticlimactic way. I woke up at 7 in the morning, took a bus to my starting point, and started hiking. And… that was it. I didn’t meet other pilgrims, and I barely met other people in general. The only person I met on my
Camino, day 1-3: On topo maps, sleeping bags and British royal music (55.09 km) Read More »
I’m sitting on the balcony of a little café in Pau, France, sipping an overly sweet iced tea. It was that or a coffee and I try to live by the rule of never drinking caffeine after 4pm. I don’t usually succeed, but this one of those cases where I actually managed to stick to
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