Because life gives you different opportunities
The trip to France happened so spontaneously that I had no time to tell you about my trip to Madrid just before the hiking. Since leaving Brisbane I haven’t seen my Aussie girlfriends (Australia is a long way away). However it was about to change…
The 11 day Robert Louis Stevenson hike was done, and it was time to get back to my car, which was parked back in Le-Puy-en-Velay. I finished my hike ahead of my schedule, so I thought I take my time on the way back to Germany and…
Florac is a cute little town and as promised dinner in Florac was great. I had an amazing pizza once again, right on time at 7pm. The next (and final) days of my Robert Louis Stevenson Hike are exiting and stunning. Hiking through the Cevennes…
The Robert Louis Stevenson Trail GR-70 goes through different areas of southern France. The Velay (my previous blog), the Gévaudan, a historical part in the Mont Lozère area and the (part 3). This hike goes through the Gévaudan and the Mont Lozère area and I…
It all started in a little village in southern France called Le Puy en Velay. As the official start for my Robert Louis Stevenson Hike, I drove across Germany and France to get here. Stopping in beautiful Strasbourg and Dijon, I was ready for my…
Yes, I am in France. As soon as I arrived back from Madrid, I packed my hiking gear and drove across Germany to France. Parlez-vous français? – un petit peu! I haven’t explored this country much besides Paris and Normandy, and let me tell you,…
After a gorgeous and sunny day yesterday it is back to rather miserable cold and rainy weather. So I am sitting inside, drinking a hot tea and writing my next flashback blog. About Kraków (Krakau) and Breslau (both during winter and summer) + the unbelievable history…
Flashback Time! This year has been busy visiting lots of places in Europe. However before my blog, Sweettravelbee, there were a few winter trips that I didn‘t have a chance to write about. Until now! While I am sitting here in Thiersheim (back at my…
I still remember the first time I visited Dresden earlier in the year. I was surprised and amazed by the grandness of the city. The spring bloom hadn‘t started yet and the trees were still bare. It was at the end of my first roadtrip…