What a year
I'm on my way home and I should be happy, but I'm not. I even feel a little sad. Sad that this most beautiful and special year in my life is over. Of course I am happy to hold my loved ones in my arms, but I also have the…
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I'm on my way home and I should be happy, but I'm not. I even feel a little sad. Sad that this most beautiful and special year in my life is over. Of course I am happy to hold my loved ones in my arms, but I also have the…
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The house where I rented the room to spend the night has a fully equipped kitchen. Last night I bought bread and spreads in the local shop so I can have breakfast without unpacking any of my camping gear. I close the door behind me and the key rings…
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What a change today! When I leave at the lake in Batak, surrounded by pine trees, it is a lovely 20 degrees. Half an hour later I drive through a valley that still resembles the Belgian Ardennes and it is a cool 15 degrees. Another half hour later I drive over…
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The border crossing from Greece to Bulgaria goes smoothly. For the first time I am asked to take off my helmet at passport control. It is not crowded and within minutes I am in Bulgaria. First exchange some euros for the Bulgarian LEV and that is very easy to convert because 1 euro…
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The route for today is not that long, about 80 km, because I am going to Thessaloniki. The second largest city in Greece with more than a million inhabitants and the main port in Greece. The road to it is quite boring, the only thing that strikes me are the many cotton fields. The white…
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When I leave the campsite in Kalambaka it is already nice and warm. It will be 35 degrees today and that makes me decide to head towards the coast, hoping it will be a bit cooler there. The number of campsites on the coast of this part of Greece can be counted on one hand. I choose…
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I am in the town of Kalambaka, Greece, but actually the region, Meteora, is more famous than the town. An incredibly beautiful landscape of rocks with steep vertical walls. What is special, however, is that on top of those rocks, as early as the 9th century, hermits made their own living environment. In the 11th century some monks also came there…
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The owner of the mini-campsite Villa Verde does everything he can to make the stay of his only guest, me, a pleasant one. They have a small bar and restaurant in the house and after having a look at the modest menu I decide to leave my cooking and eating utensils in the bag for two days…
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My off-road route begins in front of my luxurious residence. A 55 km unpaved shortcut also used by local traffic to head towards Lake Ohrid without crossing the border with North Macedonia. The first part is a fine gravel road, but the further I go, the worse the road gets. If…
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After a restless night due to barking dogs, I am up early. It rained a lot last night so I let the tent dry for a while so that I can store it dry. Last night I went to a local pub on top of the mountain with Harry and Marianne, the current owners of the campsite….
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