I could see it now, the border to Lithuania. My two-wheeled friend had almost made it, it had come down to four kilometers. Instead, I was drumming the dashboard, as we, the Polish guy and I, raced over to the first Baltic country. This man was heading to Vilnius and coked up on Red Bull, … More Beginning of a new era; starting in Lithuania
*Good news!! You can now stalk me wherever I go! 😀 My father made a map, which is updated almost daily and shows cities/villages I have been to. Link will be down below! My blog is a few weeks behind, sorry for that.* This time it was me, who was waving off the crazy cyclist. … More An abdrupt ending to the cycling.
Kicked awake by Stanislaw – with my permission – who was heading to work, I slowly began packing my stuff. A night of little sleep did not help a lot, but had to get busy cycling. Once our simplistic bikes had some air pumped into the tires and the panniers were again full with food, … More Bromance or ‘Bro-m-end’?
Making our way to Lodz (line though L, sorry), my counter sprung to 0 again. After taking the picture, a ritual with ever 500km and now being the fourth time, I realized that it doesn’t reset itself. Other digits, ones I never paid attention too, represent the total number, wheras the one I focused at … More The 2k, will it ever end?
Stomaches full, tents cleared, bags and bikes packed, goodbyes were said and we managed to resist kidnapping their little puppy; we were ready for departure. However, not before the man had shoved our hands full with cans of warthog meat. He had caught and canned it himself. With a smile, we left the house and … More Polish Hospitality