Bologna, finding Mario and onto Perugia
After another lovely night camping under the stars and with hardly any humidity to speak of, I had some breakfast and made my way back into Bologna. When I arrived, I found a small and comfortable café with wi-fi but having already bought a coffee, I was told that there was nowhere to charge my […]
Reaching Italy. Genoa, the Apennines and onto Bologna. Someone give me a new tyre!
I woke up and thought, ‘fuck, I’m in Italy!’ My seventh country! I was actually doing this and it seems that it’s not impossible. It just goes to show that if you aim to get to one particular town, say 20km’s away, and having done that, you then aim confidently to get to the next […]
Marseille, meeting friends and the French Riviera
Having booked into the hotel, I thought I might go out outside to explore the surrounding neighbourhoods and see what the city was actually like, having heard so many mixed opinions about it. The thing is, although I do have an incredible urge to go out and see a place when I do finally arrive […]
Southern France and Marseille. Equipment breakdowns and sleepless nights
After passing through the small border town, I spent the next half an hour, and to my utter surprise and relief, gliding downhill all the way into Le Boulou. I stopped at a fruit and vegetable stall along the way and bought a rather mushy apple from a lady that fit the arrogant French stereotype […]
Arriving back in France. Five kmph is a good speed
Although I really enjoyed my time in Barcelona, I felt the same way I always feel when in a large city. I felt frustration; with having to share everything with so many people from pavements and the beach to shops, restaurants and even the roads. With most of my time being spent out in the […]
Barcelona. It’s a big city
Barcelona is a gigantic city and I stayed for two days. I met up with a girl I met way back in Salamanca but she was going to see the running of the bulls in Pamplona, something I wouldn’t mind seeing too. I saw lots of sights like la Sagrada Familia which really is as […]
Entering my final Spanish province. Catalunya and Barcelona
As is becoming the norm, I only expected to be in Valencia for a couple of days but alas, I ended up staying four. It was becoming quite common for me to pay for only one night, end up going out with some people from the hostel and wake up bleary eyed in the morning […]
Granada, Murcia and Valencia. Along the Costa Blanca
I had studied my map with some interest for several days now looking for possible routes east, but it was all to no avail. Because of the mountainous topography of Murcia, there seemed only to be one road heading that way. Of course it was a motorway and thus a road which I couldn’t use. […]
Seville to Granada. A long hard slog through the mountains
Having said goodbye to the staff and guests, I made my way south east through the city before finding a cycle path that took me through the suburbs and eventually out to the outer extremes of the city. Once again however, it was here where I became stuck as there seemed to be no roads […]
Seville. Welcome to the hottest city in Spain
I must be honest and say that I really didn’t want to leave Seville. Being back in a lively city full of an exotic mix of characters, was having an overwhelming impact on my staying on. After so many days camping out in the countryside and living a very meagre and simple lifestyle, it was […]