Lingua italiana sotto After some initial hesitation caused by the gravelly ground of our pitch (which back where I’m from we’d call “quicksand-lite”) that made pitching the tent quite the ordeal, we can’t help but admit that Camping Amarin is simply fantastic. In this case, you really could tell from the morning how the day …
Lingua italiana sotto Having said goodbye to our Polish friends, we set off, this time with a little tear in our eye… the campsite really was lovely, and now our standards have shifted well above the usual “any spot for the tent will do” mindset. Who knows what tonight has in store for us… We …
Lingua italiana sotto There once was a time when someone rested on the seventh day, but — at the risk of veering slightly into blasphemy — that someone clearly never had to deal with an “almost-2-year-old,” so I have no shame in admitting we rested on the fifth. Having reached the end of the Parenzana, …
Lingua italiana sotto The spartanly well-equipped (a bit of an oxymoron, admittedly!) campsite in Motovun gave us a decent rest, and we wake up ready to set sail, but not before a hearty breakfast. We also have time to say goodbye to our friends from Milan and, once all the gear is packed, we set …
Lingua italiana sotto The night passes fairly peacefully at the Sunflower campsite in Savudrija. Dinner the night before, a bit less so. We cooked up some pasta, but had no oil and didn’t want to buy 250g of butter we’d end up throwing away, so: pasta with salt, sadness, and a wedge of cheese. The …
*Lingua italiana sotto* I’m sitting in a comfy chair, surrounded by the usual pre-departure chaos. The difference this time is that we’re already at the campsite, which has complicated things a bit, but at least we managed to get a swim in and catch a nice sunset (up in the mountains, we’re missing that a …
[ITALIANO di seguito] Hoollapalooza (it would be Ullapool, but you know I like to rename everything!) is a really nice place. Last night it treated us to a beautiful sunset and an excellent fried haddock burger and chips, accompanied by a lager beer.This morning we struggled a bit with the usual midges to take down …
[ITALIANO di seguito] I have been asked why I always tell about the misadventures that happen to us and not the good things.Actually, at the risk of falling into the banal, the journey itself is the greatest adventure.Riding your bike for days on end, you encounter all kinds of difficulties to face and overcome, often …
[ITALIANO di seguito] The awakening is brutal: before opening the inner mesh curtain of the tent, I have to squash the thousands of midgets that have tried unsuccessfully to get in during the night (they are pretty dumb).I hope that the natural balance has designated a fundamental role for these beings, since if it were …