Ugh. I forgot that we were fleeing South to get our summer back. Whatever, Germany was actually quite sunny today. Rejoice and be merry, though, if I was always on the road I would never have found the time to set up this blog. #toomuchfun
Oh, I forgot to mention fences. Like those around the service area on the motorway. Our friends at hitchwiki had left us clues on how to leave Bologna, so we took a bus out of town, investing all our remaining money spare 30 cents or so. What we didn't know was that the area was … Continue reading Three Euros, 840km, and, er, a couple of hours.
Lina and me started off profiting from the cheap Italian trains again (after, of course, having another ice-cream in Jesi for breakfast) and arrived in Bologna in the afternoon. As those things go, it was evening by the time we had visited the city and felt like we could move on, and, you might guess, we … Continue reading Beautiful Bologna.
We arrived by train in a town called Jesi. It was a hungry Sunday, since we didn't realise how serious Italians can be about public holidays. Lina chatted to a woman who brought us to the only open spot in town, doubling as the best gelateria and quasi cultural heritage museum. We ate a sandwich, … Continue reading Hillside.idyll
Leaving Modena, we expierenced a first day of so-called bad luck. That is, it took us three hours to get out of town, and I felt slightly delirious because of the sun and limited water supplies. "Bad luck" means that things don't go to plan, and one of our ideas was to go to Ancona … Continue reading Oh so Rimini
I was waking up to mild light reflecting off terra cotta coloured walls under a blue, blue sky. After un momento stupefatto, I grinned an extra large holiday-grin. We actually are in Italy. And it actually feels like Italy. In the course of four days, we came from the plains of norrthern Germany, traversed the … Continue reading Breakfast in Italy
About three weeks ago, I co-facilitated (along with the wonderful Anick-Marie and Luca) a workshop at the Alternative Travel Gathering in Amsterdam. Its theme was "solo travel". We had a great discussion, shared a lot of hitchhiking experiences, our strategies of dealing with lonely moments on the road, and some of the differences between genders … Continue reading Why would I want to travel alone?
I love the red sofas and wall in this squat. Actually, I love almost everything about this squat. Coincidentally, it is also the first squat I've ever been to, or stayed in. Permit me the childlike excitement, but this place is just so cooool. A large house in Amsterdam that was taken over when the … Continue reading Anarchy in Amsterdam.