Hurray, let's go Schengen! Planning your Europe trip? So let me guess, you have Italy, France and Holland (which for the average tourist equals Amsterdam - don't make that mistake) thoughtlessly

[Just before the corona-lockdown I traveled down to Wales, inspired by a hitchhike-encounter in New Zealand... I decided to explore its capital using Geocaching.]He was driving his van through the countryside

[I'm BACK - after a few successful years on Steemit, I'm very excited to re-enter Hive! And yes, I'm still on the road... 6 years full-time and counting (this is getting outta hand). This

Hi dear readers, I know you probably won't read this at all, because that's how Steemit turned out to be... from hundreds of people seeing your posts every day to a tiny handful, if you're lucky. I'm a

Punakaiki. It took me about two full weeks to remember this name. That’s how far in advance I knew I was going to some tiny place (20-30 inhabitants – not kidding) on New Zealand’s West Coast called Punakaiki.

A hangover isn’t a good state to be in when spending several hours on the rough sea. Yet that’s what happens if you come across Mexicans and their drinking habits a night previous to your travel date.

Windy. If I would write a blog about Wellington of just one word, that’s the only feasible choice. While I was walking the steep roads and endless alleyway-staircases I noticed the locals couldn’t be less

I already liked Taupo before even getting to Taupo. Hitchhiking in New Zealand is a homage to an unmatched level of hospitality. As buses only go every 2-3 hours on a Sunday in Rotorua I decided to randomly

While Doug’s stories resonated through his ample truck cabin absorbing my outspoken attention, my mind wandered to the sensations coming in via my nostrils. We were approaching Rotorua, a carved out spot

Matamata = Hobbiton. It’s easy as that. That’s why you’re here. And that’s okay, because Hobbiton is a reason in itself. But I was about to discover a more hidden charm behind the previously

An opportunity to cross another country off the list, that’s what Brunei means to most. I must admit I didn’t have any wild childhood dreams about this tiny sultanate either. Being so close by, however,

It was never my intention to go to Miri. It’s the classic place you randomly end up in on your way elsewhere. But as I was at the location mentioned anyway, I figured I might as well make an effort. My

Kuching was an obvious choice on the Borneo travel path. And now I’m not talking about the city itself. My first impression of Kuching was that of a rather grey and uninviting town, its thick specks of

Define paradise. Most people will come up with some kind of bounty-destination full of stale stereotypes like waving palm trees, an emerald sea just like in the brochure and a legion of Victoria’s Secret

It was a passion for history that brought me to Melaka*. *internationally referred to as ‘Malacca’. A visit to the National Museum in Kuala Lumpur was enough to convince me to move southwards and swap

I was there once. I wasn't particularly eager to go back. When I hear someone say ‘Kuala Lumpur’ I just remember the endless blocks of concrete hidden under a curtain of smog, glorifying abundant consumerism

I don’t know why, but the sudden urge to visit the Northland region took a hold of me. I think it’s because most travellers immediately travel south once they set foot in New Zealand, so I wanted to go

Sometimes a person can experience a sudden ache to undertake a specific action, the fulfilment of one precise activity being a (short- or long-term) life goal in itself. Think about those brave men and

This one is for @surfermarly... I hope you end up here some day! It’s interesting how some places you never knew existed end up taking up such a significant part of your memory. If a few months ago

My time in the city always has an expiry date. I find ways to enjoy myself with the suddenly increased choice in art, theatre and nightlife... but it doesn’t calm my soul like the strength of nature can.