Road trip in the Balkans - part 6

Now you will tell me, but what about the heat. You say it's hot quite a lot, but you still drive around on your motorcycle. Are you just plain old nuts or what ?

Gear drying after the day's driving is done

Road trip in the Balkans - part 5

After a couple of days with only picture sharing, here I come again with an article.

Bunk'Art Tiranë, meeting hall

Road trip in the Balkans - part 4

As soon as I left the port town of Igoumenitsa behind me, I started feeling that my adventure had begun. I was driving in a northeastly direction towards the hills, and finally, the border town of Kakavijë.

In northewestern Greece

Road trip in the Balkans - part 3

I woke up at 8, had breakfast, packed my things with stuff I wanted to use in the backpack, forgot the cold pack in the freezer, packed the bags on the bike and headed off to the port about 3 minutes away. I had to circle around a coupe of times to get over the roads and structures. 

Latest check in time was 10:30. Not knowing how much queue I was going to find, I decided to be there early enough. I must have been there around 9 or 9:15. The I was directed to go towards the pier 13 to wait flow embarkation which by then already was about one or two hours late. 

Road trip in the Balkans - part 2

The first leg of the trip was going to be mostly highway, autoroute or autostrada in the local languages. 

I had asked a friend to sleep over in Bex on Thursday evening, but he ended up having an afterwork so I decided to sleep in my own bed before leaving, which probably was the better choice anyway, given my current quality of sleep. 

In the morning I packed the final items, like my pyjamas and some food from the fridge. I ate a healthy and full breakfast consisting of a lamb yogurt, granola and fruits mixed up. I thought I'd be good for most of the day with that. 

Road trip in the Balkans - part 1

My trip was due the following day and I was still thinking about the items to pack and take with me. It was Thursday July 13th and it was quite hot. But I was still in shorts then.

I went outside to swap space between my car and my motorcycle, so that the car would be parked adequately during my absence. The grass underneath where it was of the paved space was long dead. 

Something must have enticed me to do this, because when I tried to start the bike, there was only a slight nagging engine sound coming from it. I got it quickly: the battery was dead. Well, with all the thinking I did about going or not with my leg hurting (sciatic issue for two months now) and my sleep going from bad to worse, it started to get a little messy in my head. Am I really going to subject myself to more hardship, knowing that I will pay for it dearly with being more tired for weeks thereafter? 

Indonesia recap and mountain hiking in Switzerland

It's been a while since I wrote a real post. The last during my first days of my trip in Indonesia was done from my mobile, which is a pain to write long texts on.

After reaching Brünnihütte from Engelberg