Cycling around the World

This site is under reconstruction, and you'll find that the location of the countries menu will vary. I'm working through the site in alphabetical order... Only this one, I did first. Anyway, my exciting story is waiting; I won't bother you any longer: Start reading!

This is how I left home. Given a private goodbye concert by the local brass band (I played the drums for them). Most of these faces you'll find on the last picture as well - when I scan it.

Leaving home for a trip like this is not something one does from one day to the other. Along the way I joked often, saying: "Yeah, one night I went out, got pissed and I am still trying to find my way home." In truth I had no foreign experience; well, none on my own. I had never been to an embassy before, I knew nothing about what's out there. Still I wanted to go, and with some hard work I managed to get my trip sponsored too! Getting ready to leave is always something special. Packing for a holiday, going out for a long weekend... Packing for a trip is even more emotional. Because I wasn't only packing my bags, I was packing all my belongings. Most of them went to storage, some of them into my bags. And with what I packed in my bags that 31st of may 1998, I lived for almost 3 years. What an adventure I was heading forward to... What a story you are about to read!