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My Journey Through Europe & Asia

Click on a country to explore stories, highlights, and impressions from my route.

Europe

Asia

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Vietnam

#VN

One of my dream destinations. I’m excited to finally set foot in Southeast Asia, and Vietnam feels like the perfect beginning—a country I’ve long wished to experience.

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Nepal

#NP

A land of towering mountains and deep spirituality. Here, time slows down—whether working on projects, meeting people, or trekking into the Himalayas. Nepal is a place to pause, reflect, and let the journey unfold.

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India II

#IN

Ten days of silence made me rethink my journey. India looked the same, yet I perceived it differently. Demanding as ever, but full of lessons—most of all about myself.

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Sri Lanka

#LK

Not part of the original plan, but I’m deeply grateful it became one. Wonderful people, unforgettable experiences, and a change that shaped me and my journey. Sri Lanka is a beautiful land—I will return, no doubt.

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India I

#IN

India felt like another universe—loud, dirty, crowded, demanding in every way. Yet within the chaos I met incredible people, and I began to see religion and culture through new eyes.

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Pakistan

#PK

The biggest surprise of the journey. I entered with respect and caution, only to be met by the warmest people. Not once did I feel unsafe—the gap between media image and reality could not be wider. Stunning landscapes and wonderful people left no doubt: I will return.

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China

#CN

Cameras everywhere, food unlike anything before, and almost no English—communication felt impossible. At the border, I stood for hours on an empty road, waiting for a ride. A wild week was enough, before booking the bus to Pakistan.

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Tadjikistan

#TJ

The Pamir Highway—high, wild, and quiet, tracing the border with Afghanistan. Striking contrasts, generous people, and the surreal moment of standing at a heavily guarded gate to China, deep in the mountains and in the middle of nowhere.

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Uzbekistan

#UZ

My first food poisoning on the road, but also the wonders of Samarkand—one of Central Asia’s true gems of culture and cuisine. Here began the preparation for something new: traveling completely on my own for the first time.

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Kazhakstan

#KZ

Endless heat and flat horizons. Riding together with a good friend I’d met on the road. Later, a long train to Uzbekistan—this time without the bike, just me and the backpack, collecting new kinds of experiences.

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Georgia

#GE

Three months in one place—lasting encounters, deep conversations, and inner shifts that will echo far beyond the journey.

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Turkey

#TR

A country of many faces—culture, history, and the otherworldly landscapes of Cappadocia. Three months that brought deep change, marked also by a parting of ways.

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Greece

#GR

Stunning nature and countless aggressive dogs. Together we pushed through the mountains, bound by the struggle, before a detour led us down to the sea—worth every step.

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Albania II

#AL

Albania gave and took—days of rain, even snow, moments of solitude and conflict. Yet just in time, met two fellow cyclists, a connection that turned the silence into strength.

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NorthMacedonia

#MK

Rough days of rain, mountains, and the first real struggle to find a place to sleep. Yet all of it led to the calm of Lake Ohrid—a reward beyond measure.

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Kosovo

#XK

I arrived with hesitation, shaped by a negative image in the media. What I found was the opposite: the warmest people of the journey so far. Two wonderful hosts welcomed us without asking for anything in return. A true surprise—and not the last time I’ll be here.

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Albania I

#AL

A short detour on the way to Kosovo. The first impression—warm people and a culture that felt different from everything before.

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Montenegro

#ME

Towering fjords in the south of Europe, beauty beyond words. Warm encounters, fellow bikepackers, and a crash that left its mark—Montenegro was both breathtaking and unforgiving.

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Bosnia

#BA

The hardest climb yet, rewarded with stunning nature. In Sarajevo, history felt alive—layered, complex, and unforgettable.

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Croatia

#HR

Narrow, dangerous roads tested us and our gear for the first time. Yet between the risk and exhaustion came raw freedom—wild camping under pine trees, nights hidden by the sea, and the chaos of a wild reunion with friends.

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Italy

#IT

Only a brief crossing, just a few hours—but enough to feel a glimpse of Italy’s charm before moving on.

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Slovenia

#SI

Steep mountain roads, the emerald Soča, a hidden lake in the peaks—and the warmth of hosts who welcomed us on the way.

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Hungary

#HU

The road stretched on toward Lake Balaton. Endless rides, heavy rain, and by chance a local wine festival breaking the grey days.

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Slovakia

#SK

A brief stop in Bratislava. Narrow streets, old facades, a lively city pulse—then back on the road. 

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Austria

#AT

Riding along the Danube, through quiet hills and small towns, until the energy of Vienna pulled me in.

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Czech Republic

#CZ

Crossing into the Czech Republic felt like the true start of my journey—rolling hills, quiet villages, and the first taste of freedom beyond home.

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Germany

#DE

Germany was comfort and conflict.

A place I left to find myself, but one that still echoes in every step I take.

The journey started here – with doubt, with courage, with everything I didn’t yet understand.

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