Travelling despite it all

If you hated travelling, would you start a trip involving several months, maybe even years, pedalling on a bike? Well,…

When nobody fears for me

When nobody fears for me I shall hit the road again When nobody´s sleepless nights are caused by my dismay…

Nueve meses: Reflexiones

Cuatro altos, cuatro crisis, cuatro veces que quise abandonar. Una Baja: la península de Baja California, que marca el fin…

Semana 39: Ya saliendo

Ultimo esta entrada sentada al lado de un tipo que no deja de sorberse los mocos y tirarse pedos… ¡Bonito…

Cyclist in a ditch

I was 16 and it was summer Riding my bike to the pine woods It was hot and I was…