The first big news for day eight is – I made it! I am home in Schwobfeld in one piece and arrived just in time…
My plans to get up early got a bit hampered yesterday. Frank kindly left snacks for breakfest on the table in the hostel, and there…
I could start this post moaning that I had too many punctures now and I am behind schedule, which will make the two final days…
As I was walking the cobbled streets of Gent last night, in my rainbow long johns, jandals and Grandma’s comfy socks, I couldn’t stop smiling….
While I enjoyed the comfort of a nice ferry, kindly sponsored by P&O, here now s short reflection on day four, the toughest and most…
