The Afghan Border
Military, puke and parties as we cycle along the Afghan border.
Tomorrow, I’ll Be in Montenegro
The great thing about hostels now is that they are so empty I’m sometimes the only guest. In this case, I wasn’t: there was a Japanese guy who snored like hell and a really tall Serbian guy…
Why I Climb Mountains (On My Bicycle)
Cycling through and all over the Alps when I don’t really need to.
How To Go Insane on the Worst Road in Spain
One of my worst days cycle touring. Over 150km of unpaved, rocky, boring road continuously beside a motorway. Caution: depressing read.