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Day 32, 24/09/22 Frauenpower
I woke up in the middle of the dunes on Lido, an island of Venice. Hearing the sound of the sea, stepping out of my tent into the dunes and into the sunrise – moments of bliss that define this journey and make me forget about all the struggles, that sometimes come with it. This…
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Day 33, 25/09/22 I am where I am meant to be
One would think I should be exhausted and sleep like a baby after all that cycling, however most of my nights are interrupted. Once again I woke up in the classroom after a turbulent night. I am starting to wonder, if sugar might be a possible cause, therefore I am trying to minimise my intake…
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Day 31, 23/09/22 Seaside
I woke up many times during the night, feeling cold. To keep the warmth in, I put the sleeping bag over my head. In the early morning hours I “stayed in bed”, to write my blog post, as I knew, it would be crisp outside. After breakfast I needed to push the bike up a…
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Day 30, 22/09/22 Pushing through
I woke up several times throughout the night in Verona, I was cold and felt unwell. I put more layers on and took some Panadol, as I was aware: this is not the time to be sick. When I woke up I didn’t feel too bad. But I knew I was run down and needed…
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Day 29 21/09/22 What else?
I got woken up by gusts of wind rattling against my tent, heavy dreams swayed me back to sleep. I was irritated when I woke up close to 8am, as I usually get up around 7am. When I got out of the tent the river and surroundings had an otherworldly feeling – with the cut…
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Day 28 20/09/22 Parma
Nicolo pampered me with Italian breakfast – pistachio, chocolate and cream croissants with coffee before we explored Parma. Parma is a beautiful small city with a lot character and historical buildings on every corner. At lunch time Nicolo prepared piadinas for us which we ate on his rooftop overlooking the city. Nicolo’s hospitality and the…
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Day 27, 19/09/22 The never ending road to Parma
When I woke up this morning, I stepped out of my tent into a magical wonderland of mist and a rising sun. Just me, my tent and bike in between plains next to a Mistadello (a shrine). I thanked my campsite for the shelter and good nights sleep it provided and started to cook breakfast.…
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Day 26, 18/09/2022 Back to solitude
John, Jimmy and me had a slow morning with some toast, honey and coffee in Milano. The puncture on Friday, did not only bore a hole in my tube but also in my tyre. I spent the morning repacking my bags and exchanging tyres. It was also time to farewell Jimmy, as our ways would…
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Day 25, 17/09/22 Milano
On a Saturday morning in Milano, our host John treated us to breakfast at a traditional Sicilian bakery – Sugary and delicious. Afterwards Jimmy and me went to explore the City with our bikes. Milano, a city full of life and very crowded, with fashion week just on its door steps. Cycling in Milano was…
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Day 24, 16/09/22
I woke up on a bee farm on the outskirts of Como. Jimmy and me had breakfast and also Francesco, our host, joined us for coffee. I had coffee with honey, “sugar is forbidden here” said Francesco, as he put honey in his coffee. After packing up we wanted to make our way to Milan…
Journey to myself 