Venice!
Utrecht 15th of August This is the final journal entry of the summer. The Dreamway is finished and it is time to go back to normal life. For a month my life was in a beautiful bubble with the…
Out of the Alps and into the sea
Cavallino 12th of August The group lost a member. As Anthony, Jenny, Elena and I enjoyed our well deserved rest Alex was forced to continue alone as his schedule was rather tight and unfortunately didn’t allow for a delay.…
The Dolomite Blues
Belluno August the 6th After Aleghe the Dreamway follows the Alta Via I through the Dolomites all the way to Belluno. Along the way the landscape changed from a rocky, high alpine wilderness to a mediterranean landscape and it…
Into the Dolomites!
Aleghe July the 31st There are many ways to Rome, or Venice. This one is full of sweat, blisters, pain and a little bit of fairy dust. The fairy dust comes in the form of great company. Anthony and I…
A perfect day
Sometimes everything unexpectedly falls into place. It is these moments that you’ll later look back on when you’re at home and all of the other memories are already fading away a little. Though rare, these are the days that make…
Benvenuti in Italia!
Today Anthony and I crossed the border into Italy. So far, there’s not much of a culture shock. In fact, my current view is of a very un Italian Apfelstrüdel. This is because we’re in the autonomous region of Süd…
Misty Mountain Hob
So I’ve done the unthinkable yesterday. Instead of hiking the 2400 meters up to the Glüngezer Hütte I took the chairlift, cutting the hike short to only 600 meters of ascent. Please let me explain: I woke up feeling nauseous…
To the Inn valley
It’s been 5 days since my last post but it might well be 5 years. Instead of limping towards the Alps Anthony and I are now limping in the Alps. So far we’ve limped our way along the Benediktenwand, back…
Sufferfest
Despite the guidebook insisting today and yesterday were ‘easy’, pain is the name of the game right now. A stabbing pain in my blistered right little toe, and a soul consuming pain over the entire length of my footsoles. The…
Asleep on the train
As I’m writing this I’m sitting in the train toward Munich nursing a medium sized hangover due to sleep deprivation and enthusiast cocktail consumption yesterday… Oh well, it’s not as if I need to do anything useful today except for…