Summer 2015: Nelson and I cycle to Kraków and argue about every city except for two. We do agree on which was the most beautiful and on which was the weirdest one, the latter having been Bückeburg (the older amongst our readers may remember it as the ancient capital of the county of Schaumburg), Bückeburg, […]
Tramelan
Smuggling into Absinthe-land
And in just one innocent, harmless, typical day, we just broke our high peak record: that of the Brocken, at 1142m, was surpassed by a wild and secluded mountain pass, that of the contrabandists, up to 1246m; we could have probably been a metre higher, but the quicksand-mud buried our wheels for long. But no […]