Nine hundred miles seems to be an exaggeration due to a measurement error. As I understand it, horses, or rather the endurance of them, were used in the past to measure distances. An average horse probably made it to 30 miles per day. The one used to measure this beach in the north of New Zealand did more like 30 km a day.
After my 30-hour journey I had to acclimatize. I had tried to sleep as little as possible on the flights, if then only at times at which it is night in Fiji anyway. So far this worked quite well. I could sleep wonderfully at night and during the day I was not too tired.
Attached you will find the compilation of all the equipment that I will take with me on my 5 month hike in New Zealand. I have divided it into clothing, once the one that I will mainly wear on the body, and the one I still carry as a spare
Tomas Espedal describes at the end of his book “Leaving, or the Art of Living a Wild and Poetic Life” how nice it is to answer the call of homesickness and come home again. I have always felt homesick towards the end of my travels – in the last week
Bilbao is situated on a river that has cut its way through the rock. The city itself is very mountainous. What strikes you right away is that disabled access is very important here. The city itself has a lot of stairs. It reminds me a little of Lisbon. Here, there
