Traveling has been a great passion of mine ever since my parents took our family for month-long trips to different parts of Europe in our summer holidays: England-Scotland (1990), Scandinavia (1991), Czechoslovakia-Hungary-Poland (1992), France (1993). We traveled with a VW Bus, slept in B&Bs or tents, and saw a lot of places I found terribly adventurous at the time. These trips infected me with a frenetic curiosity to discover lands I hadn’t seen, and to hit the road.
I signed up for driving school a few weeks before my 18th birthday and as soon as I passed my last exam went on a trip around Southern Italy in an old VW Golf. Since then I toured pretty much all of Central, Western and Eastern Europe, the Balkans, Greece, but also Morocco (2005-2006) and South Africa (2011-2012). In 2012-2013 I blogged for the first time on a trip through Thailand. I began to write to keep friends and family posted, then started to actually like it. I usually write at the end of a day on the road, when the posts are still fresh from the impressions of the day. Sometimes orthography and style are imperfect. I write in simple english, so that everybody can more or less understand me, although it’s not my native language.
Then came 2013, the year of Eurasia2013. This journey from Madrid to Vladivostok and back, with an encore to Cabo da Roca in Portugal. Life has not been the same since that trip.
The desire to get back to the road has stayed strong ever since I came back. During Easter 2014 I did a quick raid to Morocco again. Oman was another beautiful discovery in 2014-15. And a trip to Dakar was in preparation for some time, but ultimately didn’t happen. Same for a few other destinations. More recently I spent time in Indonesia, not on 4 wheels though. Let’s see what might come up at some point.