Netherlands: the First Pedal Strokes
I cycle past my old high school, the local Café Pierik and the bowling alley were I spent many childhood birthday parties.
Hungary: Pearls of the Puszta
My hand brushes against a mossy layer of fungus as we descend deeper into the Hungarian wine cave. Old Árpád pulls me along gray
Georgia: Harvest in the Lowlands
Natural stone houses, thousand-year-old monasteries and castles. Those in search of the old Europe will find it in Georgia.
Uzbekistan: Lost in the Mountains
Dogs start barking, grazing sheep scamper away and children come running. The villagers watch dumbfoundedly as I come bumping
Burma: In the Hidden Pagoda
My shirt is full of burn holes from many campfires, I have a rip in my pants and a thick layer of reddish-brown dust on my sweaty skin.
Sumatra- a warm welcome
Twenty-nine-year-old Dutch travel writer Tieme Hermans had a dream to visit Indonesia. Instead of booking a flight, he simply hopped on a
Java – at the feet of Brahma
I sit shivering below a statue of the elephant god Ganesh, and carefully spoon in the hot stew while the mist steadily engulfs the wooden house.
