Domaine du Moulin d'Asselborn
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The long boring road to Luxembourg
... the speed limit on most of the motorways here in Belgium but on average I was a slow coach compared to the rest of the vehicles on the road.
One thing I love about this kind of adventure is the freedom. My main plan is to head for Chur in the Swiss Alps and from there board the Glacier Express train to Zermatt and back but in all I have no set date or commitments of when to get there. I never book hotels or stopovers ahead and simply look at the map the night ...
Fulbright Beginning
Moved to Mersch, Luxembourg on 15 September 2012 for my Fulbright English Teaching Assistantship. I will be living here for 10 months teaching English literature at the University of Luxembourg and general English classes at Lycée Classique de ...
Castles and crossing the Ardennes
... the bike shop, I fixed it. Some bike shop.
After riding along the Mosel River (the tourists on the river boats swarm over the towns her) I climbed up into the Eifel/Ardennes on my way to Bitburg. I knew these weren’t mountains, but I didn’t know they would be this rough. The Germans aren’t all that kind with the grading on the roads, either. One hill I descended was a 25% grade! Ok, with my wonderfully weak road ...
Echternach, Luxembourg - the Mullertal walk
... we were on the trail over 5 hours - some of our group over 7 hours - but it was worth it!
Closing ceremonies of the 1st Europiad took place in the charming square of Echternach this afternoon, including a modest parade of dignitaries and walkers around the square and a few speeches. Outstanding 3 day event that netted over 6000 walks done.
Tomorrow, we head into Belgium with another walk, a tour in Brussels and a stay in medieval Bruges for 2 ...
The endless road
... concentration was scary - how did I end up on a motorway? - I had a lot to learn. These random drops of panic came and went as the kms passed. My moods would swing constantly from the howling buzz of freedom and reckless determination, to timid loneliness and just wanting to go home. I told myself that whatever emotions and thoughts I felt, I would feel them whilst sat on the saddle. ...