It was a big day. THE big day to be rather precise! The first day of two years on the road. Sounds easy enough, yet in practice, it felt scary and overwhelming. The motorbikes loaded with what seemed way too much luggage. Clothing for summer, gear for winter, camping equipmen, and everything to prepare food…
Slowly I open my eyes. My down sleeping bag hugging me. The cold carresing my face. An owl barking in the distance. The cosiness of warmth surrounded by the icecold night. A sensation that makes me enjoy lying awake at night. A feeling of pureness. I close my eyes again and listen to the wind…
Another place in this world, another continent. The perks of being back in a westernised country are many. Dry public toilets that have toilet paper, the food in the supermarket looks familiar, beaches are clean and roads are in good condition. Yet at the same time, many things are to be missed. People live their lives…