If you don’t go you won’t know

Coffee, warm fire, chocolate cake and a cozy couch. When could you lean back more relaxed to write, think about the past days and the adventure „dogpacking“ in the Netherlands so far than now. Yesterday, when I arrived in Hoek van Holland it felt not like I was on the road since 9 days but … Continue reading If you don’t go you won’t know

a rolling stone gathers no moss

I'm sitting in front of my imaginary Mind-Map. Sorting thoughts, brooding about things, biking near the fields of my homeland, looking on Woody while he lolls about the grass. I enjoy watching him, keeping on brooding, smiling, gaping about the power inside him… Woodstock… My baby, my dog, my everything. Doesn’t matter what it will … Continue reading a rolling stone gathers no moss