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Cycling through the Alps by myself.
Morning view on a banana tree and a huge mountain in the background. Sleeping above the cows eating their cheese for dinner. Endless conversations over fresh bread until 1pm. Passing the only road just before they closed it for the day. Another view that makes me laugh out loud or almost cry because it’s that…
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How hard can it be?
“Are you sure you want to go up there with the bike?” asks the first person coming down the mountain. And the second, and the next one too. “How do they mean: ‘if I am sure’?” I wonder. As I am in the middle of a mountain path, pushing my heavily loaded bike up over…
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Struck by lightning, almost.
Inner seconds I am drenched wet, barely I had the time to put the phone in my pocket. Thunder and lightning. “Hopefully they wont pass right where I am, how was it again you calculate how far the lightning is from where you stand?” Needless to remember as the lightning goes down right in front…
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Freedom lays behind fear.
Where do you place your fears? Are they motivating or hindering your choices? There are a few reasons why I embarked on that new adventure, cycling by myself to I don’t know where exactly. A few destinations in my head, but really I am doing this not for a destination but for my fears. One…
kesityu. 