I had gotten up early on Sunday morning. I was all energetic and fired up. I had put a motivational cassette tape into the walkman. I was ready to run, to lift weights, to punch the bag, to push-up and … Continue reading
I had promised that I would bring a pizza, but apparently, she didn’t trust me, or men in general. She had also prepared a huge pot of soup and an even larger bowl of salad. As we, purposefully working together, … Continue reading
As you saw yesterday, the bar in Venta Micena is dry. So I had to walk ten kilometers to Orce to get something to drink. (Just because some of you had asked me to test the local swill.) Well, I … Continue reading
… is autumn, I determined last weekend, as I was plucking apples, pears and plums from the trees lining the path from Amberg to Nürnberg in what seemed to be at least a temporary Cockaigne.
Food is a big part of travel. For some people, it’s the most exciting part. Unfortunately, food is the part of life in which I am least adventurous. I wish I was open to try anything once, but if somethings … Continue reading
I had been hiking on the uninhabited side of Easter Island for a half a day already. The northwest coast was not only devoid of people, but also completely barren. I hadn’t found anything to eat or drink. The sun … Continue reading
So spicy that the soup caught fire. For a more detailed look on cuisine in Peru, read this article.