Always start with the first step
Gale-force winds are hitting us head-on, as we scale the peaks of Trotternish Ridge. Our tent held up well at 7bft (The aisle of Skye gave us the chance to test in up to 9bft on Trotternish Ridge but we gave it a pass). Can you imagine a better vacation?
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Air Lingus takes us to the green island for a stop-over in Dublin on our way to Madeira. we take the opportunity to spend two days in the fair city.
After many years we are back at Fabian’s childhood holiday destination, Fanø. Two weeks of sleeping and long walks on the beach to get a much needed rest.
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We drift between the continents. Weightless in 2°C water of the Silfra Fissure. Touching the American continent with the left and the Eurasian continent with the right hand. Iceland is quite an amazing place. But its not the land of fire and ice, its the land of water in any state of aggregation. Here is our story.
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After a tough year of work with few breaks, we finally manage to take our summer vacation – in October. We are set to go diving with some really big fishes. And what better place to go than to Norway’s arctic region.
No more than 50m of gravel separate the trail from the entry to the Heckmair Route into the Eiger North Wall. It is noon. Ueli Steck climbed the wall in 2:22h. Even if we take our time we could be at the top for dinner…
We have hiked one of 19 heart racing trails according to National Geographic, we have gone diving in the arctic north atlantic ocean, we have caught a 15kg cod, we have seen reindeer, a whale, and sea eagles. We have spent an amazing holiday in some of the most beautiful places on earth in Norway. Continue reading “Norway – Land of dreams”
We are on another trip to Belgium: Gent, Bruges, Brussels. This time with my parents.
20.06. Its a catholic holiday in Northrhine Westphalia. We take an early train to Cologne, from there to Brussels and onward to Gent. With some smallndelays due to a broken train, we arrive at Gent around 11am.
Staying at home is a no-go. This rule also applies in good old Europe. And what better place to start than in Brussels, the heart of the European Union (spoiler alert: we did not visit the European Quarter).
Brussels is a ca. 2.5h train ride from our new home in Bonn. Home of Belgian Chocolate, Waffels, Fries, Beer and plenty of other things that will eventually force to buy a wheelbarrow to carry your belly around.