The truth is that I’ve been holding off writing this blog. Practical advice isn’t really my strong point. Mostly I write about experiences, thoughts, plans or adventures. First, I did this on paper. Then, during my stay in Ecuador, it moved online, simply because it was a requirement to obtain a scholarship. From then on,…
When we started this trip, I was terrified. Terrified of how expensive this multi-week trip might turn out to be. Travelling in Belgium and The Netherlands meant, not going to very remote places and not being able to wild camp. With wild camping being forbidden in both countries and our tent being bright orange we…
It’s rather ironic really. Something nobody had ever heard of started affecting nearly everybody’s life in the time span of just a few weeks. I don’t think I need to use the C-word again. Everybody knows what I am talking about. Closed schools, empty cities and hospitals preparing for war. Yet, never before have I…
First, let me clarify. Winter in Belgium are temperatures around 0°C, rain and mist. In theory we should have snow, but that hasn’t really been the case for quite some years. With riding I in turn mean taking your bike on a multi-hour spin. Back and forth to the shop in general shouldn’t be an…
When riding my bike off-road she is definitely the most capable of the both of us. Without looking back, she ploughs through the mud, takes on the puddles and ends up in a ditch to be picked up again. Indicators broken, but she doesn’t care. I can honestly tell you that I would be in…
Seeing a woman on a bike, people at times get the image of a fearless human being who strides forward, head up high, eyes locked on the horizon, knowing exactly what she wants from life. Instead, within the helmet, sits a little girl, curious to the world around her. A girl with crazy ideals and…
After 4 fours of commuting going from the place where I was staying to my work in Paris and back again I was honestly frustrated with myself. Why didn’t I just book a place closer by my work? How did I ever think this would be a good idea? Then I opened my window and…
I am ready to write, ready to put thoughts onto paper and create a dance of words. Letters moving around with an inexplicable drive to become one. I used to write stories, now there is silence on paper while stories pile up in my mind. Motorbike adventures, beautiful places, a little boy reaching out to…
Saturday, six in the morning and I lie in bed wide awake. Some people may call this frustrating, but I love it. For me being able to get up early in the morning gives me the opportunity to watch the early morning sun with a cup of tea while the world around me is still…
