Berlin to Saint-Jean-de-Sixt near La Clusaz, France (via Geneva)
I have always considered myself more of a sea than a mountain person. Still when looking for my latest WorkAway I opted for a small village, a stone's throw from one of the oldest ski resorts in the French Alps. Just how do
What did you do one year ago today? – How Walking Home has changed me
It was exactly one year ago today, on a sunny Sunday morning, that I set out on an elaborate adventure. I had it in my head to walk from my home town Berlin to Biarritz at the French Atlantic coast.
Berlin to Policoro (via Fiumicino & Rome)
Berlin to Fiumicino by plane (Germanwings) One nice thing (apart from staying with my sister) about staying at my sister's place in Berlin-Charlottenburg is that it is awfully easy to get to Tegel airport. I had the last of my four
Cordes-sur-Ciel to Berlin (via Toulouse and Hamburg)
Cordes-sur-Ciel to Toulouse by train (SNCF TER) Cordes (-Vindrac) train station is about 5 km outside the historic village. Thankfully, my hosts, Kathy and Bob, picked me up from Borie Grande in the early morning and dropped me at the station. Regional train service
Walking Home, week 9: Getting ready for France
Much sooner than expected, my last week in Germany has arrived. I find the Mosel river again which I had met briefly in Coblenz, and slowly, via Luxembourg, move to the language, which I will have around me constantly
Walking Home, week 8: Not the lonely one
Day 50 - to Waldalgesheim (Bingen) It's almost ten, when I depart from Steffen. I've decided to take the train to Kaub. After all, I had already made it there yesterday afternoon. On the way to the station I buy a coffee
Walking Home, week 7: C’mon, live a little!
Approaching day fifty. This week I have made two observations: 1) I have been more relaxed with my money. So far I'm doing well with the budget (on average 10 € per day). And sometimes you just have to treat yourself
Walking Home, week 6: Every day stories
How do you escape the daily grind when you have already escaped the daily grind? After five weeks, a routine has now ingrained on the trip: I pack my backpack in a certain way, I have my daily creaming ritual,
Walking Home, week 5: It’s raining, man
Day 29 - to Tambach-Dietharz By ten I step out onto the road to the Thuringian Forest: To the right, then onto the Street of March 18, passing under the railway tracks, into the old district, once built for
An e is an e is an e is the first part of walking HOME
This week, I have reached two milestones: I have finished the first letter of "home", namely the "e", and I have now been on the road for one entire month. This is the perfect moment to look back and to