• Day 47/48/49

    17 de setembro de 2022, Albânia ⋅ 🌧 24 °C

    Looking at the weather forecast, I decided to leave to Tirana this day instead of staying in Shkodër for another night. It is supposed to rain for the next few days in Skhodër area and I didn't want to get stuck there. Also, I had to get my phone fixed, which for some reason wasn't reliably charging anymore. I was constantly waiting for the moment of the phone being out of battery and not charging anymore at all, pretty stressful. 😬

    The two Italian girls, Lara, and me had nice porridge breakfast with fruits together in the morning. It took me some time to pack my stuff and I finally left the farm around 12:15pm: First I found my front tyre flat so I had to pump it up, next I realized after 10min of cycling that I have left my little bag with passport, money etc. in it at the farm, so I cycled back again. 😅
    Finally on the road, I could enjoy around 100km of mostly flat terrain and good road conditions for the most part. I had a quick stop in Lethë to get some fruits and have a snack. After 50km, komoot lead me off the main road onto a rather shitty small road for just a few kilometers. I've been on this road for less than 500m, trying to avoid the huge holes everywhere, when I accidentally drove into one of them and heard my back tyre deflate within seconds. It took me about 40min to exchange the back tyre. The few locals that drove by (only guys actually) all stopped and asked whether I would need help, which was nice. I was almost done, when a German bikepacker drove past and stopped. He helped me getting the chain back on properly and we chatted for some time. He was travelling much lighter on his gravel bike then me and I told him to go ahead since he's probably faster than me, which he was. 😅
    Shortly after (I was stopping again to chat with two bikepackers from Belgium), Lara drove by.😅 We were both surprised to bump into each other, I thought she would be way ahead of me since she left earlier and the delay due to my tyre. We continued cycling together toward Tirana for some while. We were looking for food in a village when a friendly local shouted "Coffee coffee" at us. Funnily we replied "Mangare mangare" (many Albanians speak Italian due to their history with Italian invasions and we didn't know the Albanian word for food). We decided to stop anyways and sat on a table next to the group of men in the coffee shop. They ordered food (meat sandwiches) from the neighbouring shop and a coffee for Lara in the coffee shop for us, which was super generous and friendly. Turned out that one of them lived in Germany for a while and could speak some German. It was nice talking to the locals about their country. :)
    After a few more kilometers, Lara and me split ways again since she wanted to see a village up on a mountain. Having flight mode on all day to save my phone's battery, I really wanted to get to Tirana to get my phone fixed. Suburban Tirana started about 15km prior to the city center. At first, many home decor stores occurred along the road, then the traffic became more chaotic and kind of dangerous. 😅 I went off the main highway into the city center and took small side roads instead. It wasn't faster at all since these are basically gravel roads with huge holes and a lot of by garbage. The area I rode through was probably one of the poorer living areas where people live in shacks rather than houses. The closer I got to the city center, more modern buildings and shops came up. After 30min of city traffic, I arrived at the Milingona City Center Hostel.
    I was pretty hungry and wanted to get my phone fixed the same day, so I went into the city. In a little phone repair shop, the guy checked the charging port, cleaned it and applied spray. He convinced me it's the charger not the phone causing the charging issues, so I got a new charger and it's working fine since then. :) Foodwise I decided on Asian Wok, haven't had it in a while. I went to bed being pretty exhausted but happy that day. 😊

    The next morning, I enjoyed some French toast breakfast in the outside sitting area of the hostel. Close to me where two Germans talking in a very familiar dialect, I was so sure they must live close to where I grow up. Turned out they are and they actually even know my neighbours - small world.😅
    The world became even smaller when I talked to Chris, a guy from England living in Karlsruhe only two houses away from a friend. 😅

    Chris also hasn't seen much of Tirana yet, so we decided to walk around together. Lucas from Argentina, who was a late-night arrival in my dorm also joined us for a while. :) We got coffee and tried some local pastries, which were delicious and ridiculously cheap!! Lucas stayed at the coffee shop for a business call after, whereas Chris and me continued our stroll around Tirana. We ended up walking quite a bit through multiple (?) downtown areas, around a lake in the south of Tirana and all the way back to the hostel, while having some deep talks. :)

    Back at the hostel we met up again with Lucas and some other people staying at the hostel, including Sylvia from Australia, Jon from the US, Steffan from Germany, and many more. We all went out for traditional Albanian food in a close-by restaurant. The food was great and it was a fun evening (maybe so because Chris didn't get his food until we everyone else has eaten already, even tough we reminded the waiter so many times 😅). Afterwards we went out to a bar in the old town and had some cocktails there. :) However, bars/nightclubs seem to turn off the music by midnight all over Albania, so we didn't stay for too long. I was pretty tired anyways and went to bed once we got back to the hostel. :)

    The next morning, Lucas, Chris, Jan (from Czech Republic), and me decided to go to Bunk'Art 1, which was recommended by Steffen in a really funny way ("I felt miserable and depressed after"). 😅 We got there by local bus and spent around 1.5h in there. The bunker was used for military operations and save place during the dictatorship of Enver Hoxhar, who ruled from 1944-1985. It was indeed a little spooky in there. After the bunker and back in the city, we discovered a wine tasting festival. Not having eaten much all day, we went there and tried multiple wines. 😅 We ended up buying three different bottles that we would share later on in the evening. Once back at the hostel, we organised a group dinner with at least ten people and decided to cook pasta with two different sauces together, which were delicious. 😁 We sat in the kitchen common area all evening, drinking wine and talking. Well, especially Peter, a 60+ year old Spanish/American solo traveller, self-called millionaire travelling with a big teddy bear was talking. 😄 However, we could all take away some life-lessons from his stories. 😅 It was fun though and we went to bed quite late. The next morning I was planning on cycling to Elbasan together with Jan, who's also bikepacking and on the same route. I would meet up with Chris and Lucas in Berat the day after, it's too many kilometers and elevation to cycle to Berat within one day from Tirana.
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  • Day 45/46 - Shkodër to Theth and back

    14 de setembro de 2022, Albânia ⋅ ☀️ 23 °C

    Other travellers at the farm recommended me to go hiking in the mountains in the north of Albania. They actually said "you cannot miss out on that". Lara has already planned to go there via hitchhiking, so I joined her for the trip. We could leave our stuff at the farm and hitchhiked into Shkodër in the morning, since we had to get some little things done there. I got an Albanian simcard with 35GB data and Lara got a proper backpack for hiking. Also we got a really nice burek breakfast for less than 1€ in the city. 😁

    To summarize our hitchhiking experience:

    We made it to Theth with four rides. 🥳 In the first car were two locals who picked us up outside Skhodër and brought us into the city center. Both of them were smoking, one of them weed. I just hope it was not the driver.. I put on the seatbelt. 😅 What was really ironic was the "no smoking 🚭 " sign hanging from the mirror. 😅
    Second ride was also local. He was taking us 15km outside of the city to a cross road towards the mountains. Rich guy, nice, and very religious (he was about to drive to a nice church for 1.5 hours). 🙈 We talked a lot about Albania and he told us that most people only earn around 300€ per months, that police is pretty corrupt and that lots of young people leave Albania since they cannot find jobs.
    Our third ride was again a local guy who could only speak Albanian and Italian, so that was fun. 😂 He brought us half way up the mountain road to Theth. Lara tried to communicate with him in Spanish, he seemed to understand a little, it was fun. :D
    Last ride were two locals again, I assume father and son in a pickup truck with lots of groceries. So Lara and me were sitting in the back with a stack of eggs between us. We had to stop twice on this curvy and steep one lane road to pour water onto the overheated engine. 😄 Also they stopped for us on a really nice spot with an amazing view to get some good pictures taken. :) The two locals basically drove home to their place and dropped us of there. It was outside of Theth, but the younger one who drove and understood some English pointed towards the cow's pasture saying "Theth".

    So we started walking through thorne bushes, past confused looking cows on a small path that we kept on missing, over some adventurous improvised wooden bridge, until we finally got onto a proper path again with guest houses near by. We haven't booked anything but thought we'll just show up and ask for a place to stay for one night. The first guest house was full unfortunately, but the very helpful older lady called the neighbour who still had room available. She lead us over a cow pasture again, the neighbour picked us up half way. The place he showed us was just amazing, it was basically a little tiny house with a double bed and one single bed as well as a little bathroom. The views on the mountains were amazing and there were so many animals running around this place: little pigs, huge sheppard dogs, a horse, sheep, chicken and roosters,... it was simply beautiful.😍 Also, it was reasonably cheap with around 35€ for both of us, including breakfast and I think he said lunch (didn't get lunch, but never mind. :D).

    We both had a nice hot shower (it was much colder in the mountains and we needed to warum up!!) and spend some time for ourselves enjoying the outside area. In the evening we had dinner in the main house. We ordered some local fish which was deep fried, along with fries and something they call "paprika with milk". It wasn't what we expected, at least it wasn't milk but some sort of sour joghurt, also it wasn't hot. 😅 Wouldn't order it again but it was worth the experience of trying something new. ;)

    In the evening we were having a bottle of white wine and some snacks that we bought in Shkodër before and watched Netflix and Youtube to make use of the tons of gigabyte I got with the Albanian simcard. 😅 It was a fun evening and I slept really well. :)

    I planned on getting up super early the next morning to start hiking with the sunrise around 7am. I was awake around 6:30am, but unfortunately breakfast wasn't ready yet. 😅 So I had to wait and it was actually 8:30am by the time I could leave. The breakfast consisted of a pancake, fig jam, feta cheese, a boiled egg, some butter, and a glass of very fresh milk. It was still pretty cold in the morning, I was wearing multiple layers of clothes, but as soon as the sun came out it warmed up quickly. I filled up my water bottle in the natural spring next to the main house and started hiking (best water ever, it tasted so good!). Lara started hiking a little later but we would soon catch up again on the mountain. 😅

    There weren't many people on the hiking trail yet. The trail was really well marked and was going up the mountain through forest and open grass land. About 20min into the hike, a cute little dog joined me for at least half an hour. She would occasionally run off but always come back, I had to actually be careful to not accidentally bump into her while hiking. I also passed two Italian girls, who were just about to pack up their tent. They were camping in the most beautiful spot with amazing views. We chatted for some time and got along really well. They told me that they parked their car in Valbona and plan on driving to Montenegro the same day. We said goodbye expecting to meet again on the trail at some point, as we did later. 😁 About two thirds up the mountain, I found a big rock on the side of the trail with a beautiful view onto the valley. I decided to stop there for a break. After some time, Lara passed the rock and joined me on her break. :) From there on we hike together to the pretty crowded peak at about 1800m elevation. From there we had an amazing view on the valley on other side of the mountain, which we had to hike through to get to Valbona.
    On the way down, we passed a little coffee place (basically just a hut with a few benches) and got a mountain tea each for around 4€ - pretty expensive but we felt like it and also it's the middle of nowhere. 😅 That's when I also met the two Italian girls again. I actually wasn't feeling too well that day and it didn't get better during the hike, so I felt like going back to Shkodër as soon as possible rather than staying in Valbona, so I asked them whether they could take me back to Shkodër on their way to Montenegro (it's literally on the way). They were happy to take both me and Lara back to Skhodër, so the four of us hiked back to their car together. :) In the car park we had a really nice picknick with whatever we all had left over, it was delicious Italian fusion food (I tried Frise Integrali for the first time, so good!!).

    Around 4pm we started driving back to Shkodër. It's a curiosity to me that it's around 80km distance between Skhodër and Theth, the hike on the other side of the mountain to Valbona was around 16km, and suddenly the ride back from Valbona to Shkodër doubled to 192km!!! The ride was beautiful even though it was a one-lane road for about 60km with curves inside curves. It was crazy. The views onto the river/lake down in the valley were stunning though. It soon got dark and it took us around 5.5h to get back to the farm. The Italian girls were pretty exhausted and Lara and me invited them to stay at the farm for a night for a proper shower which they were craving for on our costs as a thank your for the ride. 🙂 They loved the farm and we all cooked together delicious pasta with porcini mushrooms that the girls found in the mountains. It was a fun evening and I went to bed quite late, even though I was super exhausted. I'm so glad I went on the this spontaneous trip to the mountains, it was worth it!! 😁
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  • Day 44 - From Petrovac to Shkodër

    12 de setembro de 2022, Albânia ⋅ ☀️ 27 °C

    Since it's getting colder at night, the tent is usually wet in the morning from condensation and morning dew. While Lara and me were packing up our stuff, Dan fixed his flat tyres (yes, plural). The tree of us decided to join forces for cycling to Shkodër in Albania. :) Since Chris felt like he's on the way of getting sick, the couple decided to stay at the campground for another night for a proper rest.
    Through an application called warm showers, Lara found a place for us to stay in Shkodër, tjat was our goal for the day: it's called Eco-social farm and is located just outside Shkodër. It is a project funded by the EU in that it employs locals, also, there are many other projects in process on the farm such as a reforestation project. Camping there is based on a donation, it sounded like a really nice place so Dan and me were grateful for Lara finding this place to stay. :)

    Starting in Petrovac, the road soon took us back inlands and up a hill. It was a beautiful and a surprisingly good road through little villages, past many mosques, donkeys, and olive trees. On top of the hill we had a break in a coffee shop with a beautiful view over the countryside. Soon after the break we reached the border to Albania. This was the weirdest and funniest border crossing I've ever had so far: I'm always not sure where to line up, the car line, the truck line (rather not?!), or if available a passenger line. We decided for the passenger line and walked towards a little cabin. The guy working in there seemed really busy since he had to check both the passengers on our side and the cars on the other side. He opened the little window, looked at the three of us with our passports in our hands, asking "Where are you from?" - "Two Germans, one from the UK" - "OK, you can pass." He quickly closed the window again and turned away. 😂 He didn't even look at our passports. 😅 Slightly confused we continued to cycle towards Shkodër. One can recognize the difference between Montenegro and Albania, suddenly there were much older cars on the road, even more mosques present, and the houses became smaller. Suddenly there were so many flies, it almost seemed like they knew to stop at the border. I'm pretty sure all of us accidentally swallowed at least one of them while cycling. 😅

    Not long after we arrived at the Eco-social farm, where the volunteer James was showing us the place. He hasn't been there for too long yet, so he wasn't entirely sure what was going on with all the projects, but we liked it anyways from what we've seen!! :) There were some really cuddly and well fed cats and dogs around, who constantly tried to sneak into the kitchen area. ;) We decided to cook some curry together in the evening with the other people on the farm, set up our tents and took the bicycles for grocery shopping into Shkodër. Such a good feeling riding without luggage!!

    My first impression of Albania/Shkodër: it doesn't feel like Europe anymore. It was a rather chaotic, less developed and reminded me of some places in Southeast Asia. We cycled past little huts were little children were playing right by the side of the street, supervised by their 6 year old siblings. There were lots of street dogs and cats in miserable condition, garbage, and the sound of the prayers from a nearby mosque in the background. To get into the city center we crossed a pretty instable looking wooden bridge with huge holes in it. It let to a more modern inner city shopping area, were we got groceries for the curry. On my way out of the store, I walked around the modern shopping center and found a slum-like village right behind it. There were lots of people selling vegetables on the street, also lots of donkey carts were standing around. I felt like Shkodër is a city with two worlds in just one place. The rather fancy new modern world with nice cars and shopping centers, but if you just turn around a corner the people are a rather poor and the infrastructure seemed less developed.

    We got back to the farm in the dark and cooked two really nice curries together, while having some Albanian wine and nice conversations and laughter. 😊 Also, we got to see some Albanian wildlife on the farm: a huge wolve spider crossed the terrace, carrying its baby spiders on the back. I'm not scared of spiders, but I certainly don't want this spider close to my tent. 😂
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  • Day 43 - From Kotor to Petrovac

    11 de setembro de 2022, Montenegro ⋅ ☀️ 27 °C

    Lara and me started around 11am with our ride back to the coast in the direction of Shkodër in Albania. We initially had to climb a very steep hill with slopes >10%, which was quite challenging but worth it the final last views on the Kotor bay area. It's such a beautiful strip of land, I will certainly come back to it!! 😁 The ride down on the other side of the mountain was fun as usual, we were pretty fast and enjoyed not having any cars on the road. ;) We got back to the coast near Budva with stunning views on the coastline. The light was amazing, with a dark sky and rain over the sea nearby but some sunshine coming through still, love this combination of dark and bright. We also met two other German bikepackers just before Budva, Sina and Chris, who also went into the city. Budva is a bigger city with a nice old town in which we stopped for a look around and some lunch. Sina and Chris left before us though and we found a nice little note of them by my bike. :)
    Lara and me didn't need to rush this day and had many stops along the road to enjoy strolls in the coast cities anytime we passed one. The only rather annoying thing about this plan is the fact that we always had to cycle up the hill again to get back to the main coast road. So we accumulated quite some elevation as we were riding along the coast. 😅
    Our second stop was Sveti Stefan, a cute little town on a peninsula in the sea which for some reason we couldn't enter. It seemed like it was only accessible by boat from the sea, there was no way for us to enter it from land. It was still nice exploring this place from the outside and we enjoyed a nice swim in the cool water on the peninsula beach. 😊
    Past Sveti Stefan, on another climb up the hill, we met Chris and Sina again. We decided to team up since we all kind of had the same plan for the night: finding a nice spot to wild camp. Lara and me wanted to cook something, whereas Sina and Chris wanted to eat out. It was already a little late when we went into Petrovac for a pretty cold fresh water shower by the beach. Sina and Chris went off for a restaurant, whereas Lara and me started searching for a nice wild camping spot outside Petrovac. Since Montenegro is mostly very hilly, it wasn't easy to find one without having to go up a hill for another few hundred meters, which is quite exhausting with the bicycle. We checked out some side roads just outside Petrovac, but couldn't really find a suitable one. Either they were too close to neighbouring houses, or dogs were on the property that wouldn't stop barking at us aggressively, or there were thorne bushes everywhere. 😅 So eventually we gave up since it was dark already and went to a campground nearby, were Sina and Chris joined us shortly after. On the campground we met another bikepacker, Dan from England, who cycled a the way from Portugal. Lara and me invited Dan for some pasta since Dan didn't have a stove and hasn't been eating warm dishes much. No clue how he could survive like this. 😅 It was a nice evening sitting together, talking and having fun. :)
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  • Day 40/41/42 - Kotor (Montenegro)

    10 de setembro de 2022, Montenegro ⋅ ⛅ 26 °C

    I left Dubrovnik around 10am and realized soon after leaving on top of the first hill, that I accidentally forgot to return the hostel key. 😅🙈 I really didn't want to cycle back and all the way up again, but also wasn't sure whether they would even notice and if they would charge me for it. 😅 The volunteers at the hostel didn't seem to really care too much, but I decided to call them and send the key back via mail. So I went into a post office and I had a funny conversation with the lady working there. She didn't understand that I was cycling and not having an address within Croatia, not even a hostel/hotel one. So she eventually gave up and just wrote down the address of the post office as a sender. 😅 I then called the hostel and the person speaking didn't even expect me to send it back, guess they are used to keys going missing. 😅 When I decided to send it via mail, I had to go back down a hill that I just climbed since it was the last and only post office I passed within Croatia before entering Montenegro. Standing at the red lights when I was about to cycle up the hill again, a taxi driver next to me gave me a soda drink out of the passenger window, which was really nice. 😁

    The ride to Kotor in Montenegro was challenging since I wanted to visit a really nice beach (Pasjača beach) off the main road. So I went on a less busy and rather shitty road with lots of ups and downs to get there, but it was absolutely worth it. :)) Even the walk down to the beach through a tunnel was really nice and the beach itself just beautiful. I went for a swim and spend and had lunch there, before I hit the road again about an hour later. It was already 3pm and I wasn't even half way there. At the border to Montenegro I had to wait for about 20 minutes at the first check point to get out of Croatia. While waiting in the line, I chatted to a group of Greek bikers on motorcycles. They approached me and gave me some bandaids since I was bleeding on my leg, the pedals scatched it when the bike was about to fall while waiting in line. It looked worse than it actually was. 😅 I passed the check point without problems and thought I'm in Montenegro already, but actually wasn't for another kilometer. Then I approached the next check point, again had to wait for 20min for no reason but finally got in. I only had about 20km left to Kotor and it was a beautiful and flat ride along the bay! It was so far one of the most beautiful rides! To cross the bay, I had to take a little ferry that operated every 10min and only cost 1€ for the bicycle - I was in love with Montenegro already. 😄
    It slowly got dark and I decided to stay at a little camp site just 8km away from Kotor, which was recommended to me by Leo. The old cute lady didn't speak any English, the camp site was really basic (the shower was basically just a steel frame with a curtain and privacy depended on the direction of the wind 😅), but it was right by the sea and really nice. I knew there was rain to come in the night, but I thought it wouldn't be too much fine to cycle to Kotor in the morning to stay in a hostel there until the weather is better again.. turns out I was wrong, more on that in a minute. 😅

    Just when I finished setting up my tent, a group of guys in three old cars arrived at the campground. The cars had stickers all over and a number on the door, I've seen many of the around in previous days already and wasn't sure what was going on. They seemed to drive around randomly everywhere. I haven't been able to ask them what was going on since they always just drive past me and were kind of in a hurry. So I saw a change in getting answers and approached on of the guys in the car on the campground. He told me it's an annual Polish charity rally happening for the 16th time with changing destinations, this year Durrës in Albania. To be part of it, you have to raise a certain amount of money by sponsors. One can only participate with old "communist" cars. All donations are going for children in need (education, orphanage) in Poland. It's not about winning but making it to one of the two winning fields. The rally is called Złombol and I love the idea behind it. 😊 The guys invited me over for a BBQ they planned on having, but first had to convince the old lady of the campground that it's just a "Mali BBQ", not too big. 😅 Eventually me and the eight guys were sitting by the fire, eating stew together, drinking some self-made wine they bought from the lady for 3€/1.5 liter, and chatted. 😊 It was a really fun evening, they gave me stickers of the Złombol rally for my bicycle, taught me Polish swear words (Kurwa) and we laughed a lot together. 😊 They wouldn't believe me it was about to heavily rain during the night and the next day, so they didn't even bother setting up their tents but just slept on the mattresses outside. 😅 One of them, Jakob, was convinced that 90% chance of rain referred to rain in 90% of the area but we're in the 10% of dry area. We sat together until really late and when the rain actually started suddenly and heavily, he had to wake up his friends and helped them setting up the tents really quickly. 😂

    I woke up around 6am due the thunderstorm despite having hearplugs in. It had heavily rained the entire night through and my tent was basically sitting in mud. Also the heavy wind and the fact that I couldn't attach the tent properly to the ground (too rocky) lead to the decision of quickly packing up my stuff as long as it's kidney of dry inside the tent. I could feel water coming in from below already and the tent was about to collapse from the wind. I was soaking wet when I was done packing and relocating my stuff including the tent into the bathroom area of the campground. I then decided to ask the lady whether I could leave my stuff at the campground for a day or two and catch up bus into Kotor to stay at a hostel for a night or two. She didn't mind and told me to wait infront of the shop nearby for the bus, who was supposed to come hourly. Since it didn't come, I bought some breakfast instead and went back to the campground to have breakfast with the Polish guys. It had stopped raining for a few minutes. They have rescued themselves into the cars and abandoned their soaking wet tents. 😅 We had breakfast together and I took the next bus into Kotor, where I arrived being freezing cold and wet at 11am, asking whether I could check in already. 😄 The hot shower was the best one I had on this trip. After some rest, I strolled around Kotor in the afternoon. A beautiful old city with a city wall in the mountain!!

    The next morning (rain has stopped), I took the local bus again to get back to the campground and to pick up my stuff. I set up the tent for drying in the backyard and took the bike for 40km ride around the bay area. So nice riding without luggage!! 😁 On the way I talked to a British couple about Albania, they weren't fans unfortunately and gave me all their Albanian money because "we are certainly not going back". 😅 It was good getting their opinion on things, but I still feel like making up my own mind about it. ;)
    In the evening, Lara arrived at the same hostel in Kotor and we went out for dinner in the city with another cyclist from France. It was a nice evening and the vegetarian Pita with fries was amazing. 😁
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  • Day 38/39 - Dubrovnik

    7 de setembro de 2022, Croácia ⋅ ☀️ 28 °C

    I started my day repairing my flat front tyre in the morning of the 6th. It wasn't hard finding the puncture in the inner tube. I also found the tip of a thorne of a previous puncture stuck in the outer tube, I assume that's what caused the recent puncture. While I was fixing the tube, Steven (German guy I met last evening) offered his help to pump up the tyre since he has a little compressor at his van. It took us around half an hour and the maximum pressure of the compressor to pump up the tyre in a way that the outer tube is aligned symmetrically, meaning there is no bumpy feeling while riding. I wouldn't have been able to get that done without Steven's help and actually thought I would have to go back to a bike repair shop again to fix it. So Steven saved me some hassle and I invited him for a coffee in Slano before leaving to Dubrovnik. 😊
    Around noon I hit the road again, it wasn't too far to Dubrovnik and it was an easygoing nice road right along the coast. I have booked a hostel in Dubrovnik for two nights, I was really looking forward for a proper bed. Also, there is no camp site close to Dubrovnik and the closest one turned out to be more expensive than the hostel.
    In the hostel in Dubrovnik, I met my bunk neighbour Marko from Toronto in the dorm. We chatted for about an hour and got along well from the start. After some time, another girl checked in the room, Lara from Germany. We immediately started talking since she was the first solo biking girl I met on this trip and she's also cycling to Istanbul! 😁👌 Lara and me decided to explore Dubrovnik together and get some food in town. So we walked around Dubrovnik in the late afternoon. It's a beautiful city but it was packed with tourists!! Haven't been in such a crowded place in a while. 😅 I also immediately felt the "Game of thrones" vibes when entering the old town through the thick wall surrounding the city. Also there were many GoT-souvenir shops around selling overpriced and silly stuff. I went in one anyways at some point. 😄 The first evening we enjoyed strolling around and exploring the little streets that go off the main road. We were pretty tired though so we went back to hostel to hang out there for a little longer.
    The next morning, Marko, Lara, and me had breakfast in a coffee shop near by the hostel and got stuck there chatting until noon. 😅 It was a sunny day, Marko (who has seen most of Dubrovnik already) went off to the beach, whereas Lara and me wanted to do some proper sightseeing. On the way to the city we went into a bike store to stock up my spare inner tubes since I threw out both of the ones I had (one had four patches already and wasn't tight, the other one had a broken valve). We then strolled around the city again following a free Dubrovnik walking tour that I downloaded online, it also included some main filming locations of GoT. ;) Lara and me had a fun time in the city and shared some really nice conversations. In the afternoon, on the way back to the hostel, we went swimming in a really nice secluded bay where mostly locals were hanging out fishing, sitting together, and playing games. Having eaten out all day, Lara and me decided to do a healthy salad at the hostel and have some bread and dip with it. We initially planned on going out for a drink again, but were actually to tired to do so in the end. 😅 Lara planned on staying for another night in Dubrovnik since she wanted to do some trip planning, I planned on leaving the next morning. It was supposed to rain the day after tomorrow and I didn't want to get stuck in Dubrovnik. :)
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  • Day 37 - Podaca to Slano

    5 de setembro de 2022, Croácia ⋅ ☀️ 28 °C

    Ian, Maz, and me had some very tasty porridge breakfast together with all the fruits we had available (figs, pomegranate, banana) and chocolate. We decided to cycle together until Ploče, from there theybwould cycle inlands while I decided to stay on the coast. It was a lot of up and down in the first 20km and I felt my legs being really sore from the previous climbs on Hvar island. 😅 Before we split ways, we stopped at a nice lookout point onto a freshwater lake to take a picture together. 😊 From Ploče it was a short flat ride along the sea, before the road went inlands again and up the hills. The "backcountry" was very different to the coast with a lot of farming going on and it was really green even though there was a draught. To be honest, it was really exhausting climbing the second mountain that day. When I had a break, a German guy (Leo) on a road bike stopped for a chat. He is also going to Istanbul, but taking the inlands route via North Macedonia. Also he's travelling really light-weighted and doing around 150km a day. I told him to go ahead and not wait for me.😂
    Funnily I soon met him again at the border to Bosia and Herzegovina, where he had to unpack all his bags and was beimg searched. They let me pass without issues at the border and I cycled into the only city of this country located on the coast called Neum. On the way I met another bikepacker from Serbia who was going the other way, Nikola, we also had a chat for some minutes and Leo caught up again but kept going after a few minutes. 😅 With my phone in flight mode I cycled through Neum and had a quick stop at the supermarket for some lunch. Unfortunately, I had no clue about their currency, I just payed but later found out that it was super cheap! 😁👌
    Just around 5km past Neum on top of a hill I was back at the border to Croatia. The border check point didn't look like anyone was there, so I slowly cycled through it until someone suddenly screemed "stop" at me. 😅 There was an officer sitting in the last little house, I couldn't see her since the blinds were down in the window. Being a little annoyed by me, she quickly scanned my passport and said "you can go". 😅 I still had another 26km to go until Slano and it was quite late already. The road was amazing though, winding along the coast with doable ups and downs. Just 15km before Slano, I suddenly saw that my front tyre is really low on air. Confused I stopped and searched for a damage on the outer tube but couldn't find one. So I decided to pump it up again instead of exchanging it, which I had to do every 5km. I wanted to check on it properly once I was at the campground. With a really flat front tyre I rolled onto the campground and was lucky to get a really nice spot very close to the beach. It even allowed me to set up my hammock. ;)) I set up my tent and went for a swim and a shower. I was too tired to check on the tyre and decided to do that in the morning. I then walked into the little town to a tiny and expensive grocery store where I bought some groceries for pasta. I was starving when I cooked almost 400g or pasta, thinking I would eat it all. 😅 I had a nice conversation with a German guy after dinner and finally went to sleep in the tent around midnight.
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  • Day 36 - Jelsa to Podaca

    4 de setembro de 2022, Croácia ⋅ ⛅ 27 °C

    I woke up around 6am aready and couldn't get back to sleep, so I thought I just get up already. I made myself some porridge on the stove and slowly started packing up my stuff. In the meantime, the woman I asked about the pitches the night before (journalist from Slovenia) was also up already and we shared a nice conversation about bikepacking. :) I was the first one at the camping ground reception when it opened and left the camp shortly past 7am already. I went into Jelsa and got some croissant and cheese burek in a Pekara (bakery). Once I left Jelsa, the road was winding up for aproximately 9km to around 300m elevation and a doable but exhausting slope of 5-12%. 😬 There were some amazing views on the mainland during that first climb though and the road wasn't busy at all, which was nice for a change. :) Around 9am, I took a turn to Humac when just before reaching the first peak. It's a little village with a few stone houses from the 13th century, no one lives there though. I had a look around and heard a bell ringing in the bush but couldn't really see what it was. Something was moving around and I assumed it was sheep.🐑 It was a little creepy though so I left again. On the road to Humac I found some wild rucola, which was a great snack with the tomatoes I had left. 😁👌

    I continued cycling through little villages, sometimes even just a few houses on the side of the road. Around 2pm I finally found a supermarket to get some snacks. Just after Gdinj on top of the hill I had two obvious punctures in the front tyres, the thornes were still stuck in the tyre. 🥴 So I unpacked my fixing gear and started repairing the inner tube, when a Danish couple (Brigitte and Daniel) passed me asking whether I needed help, which I luckily didn't. Just 15 min later another British couple (Ian and Maz) stopped who also offered help. I was almost done fixing it, so they went on. Annoyingly, one of the patches was still leaking air (turned out later that it was actually gour puncures and the other two were leaking air, the pstches were fine). 🤔😒 I didn't want to waste more time on it so I just put a new one in. I think I lost about 1.5h due to that. When I arrived in Sućuraj at the tip of Hvar island, I had a quick look around but eent almost straight to the ferry. At the harbour, I met both couples again and we shared a booth on the ferry, having some nice conversation. 😊 Turned out that Ian and Maz were planning on going to the same campground than me so we rode there together for another 6km once arriving in Drvenik. The campground was really nice and cheap. While I was having a swim, Ian and Maz went for a 30min run. 😂 I wasn't able to move anymore, so I just went for a swim. The campground had a nice common sitting area and some sort of kitchen with an electric stove on which the three of us cooked some pasta that night. It was a fun evening and I enjoyed their company a lot. They are on a two-years bikepacking trip, starting in the UK and going tk Greece, from there flying to Abu Dabi and cyxling Oman, next Southeast Asia. Crazy people out there. 😅👌
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  • Day 35 -Trogir to Jelsa (Hvar)

    3 de setembro de 2022, Croácia ⋅ ⛅ 27 °C

    It took me a long time to pack my stuff and get ready for the ride this morning, probably also because I had coffee with Jens and Mimi and chatted with other neighbours that were curious about my trip.😅 I also wasn't keen on the ride from Trogir to Split via the mainland, there's just an aweful amount of traffic on the main road and as soon as I would go off it (like I did with Mali), road conditions would be terrible. 😅 So instead I took a different route along the coast of the island and a ferry to Split. When arriving at the ferry harbour in Slatine, only few people and two bikers from Italy were waiting already. I wasn't sure whether it was possible to take the bike on the ferry, neither were the Italians. More and more people arrived and we got a little worried. 😅 But it turned out to be fine, it was just ridiculously crowded and certainly overloaded. 😀 On the pier in Split a French couple with two children (maybe around 4 and 5) approached me, asking where I'm going. Turns out they are also bikepackers on a sabbatical who travel with their kids on tandems for a year. 😅 We exchanged numbers and I might see them again in Albania. 😊
    Arriving in Split around 1pm I went straight for decathlon since I needed some chain oil and a new drinking bottle. After that, I booked a ferry ticket to Stari Grad on Hvar island (5pm departure, no earlier one available) at the terminal and had around two hours left to stroll around Split while phoning with a friend. It's a nice city but also pretty crowded. The ferry ride to Stari Grad took around 1.5 hours, it was raining during the drive and gotten a little cold, so I stayed inside and read while charging my phone. It was also about to get dark when I arrived at 6:30pm but I wanted to get to Jelsa (around 10km away) still since there were lots of campgrounds there. For the first time, I had to put my lights on for cycling. I thought about wild camping, there were many potential spots but it was already a little too late and dark to be sure about the spot. The route I planned on taking going past barking street dogs that were running around, so I decided to stay on the main road (more elevation..😑).
    When I arrived at the camp the reception was closed already. So I asked a woman camping nearby and she said to just set up the tent anyways and tell them in the morning, which I did. It was luckily no problem at all. 😊 I showered and finally cooked some dinner before going to bed, I was really starving. 😅
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  • Day 34 - Šibenik to Trogir, again

    2 de setembro de 2022, Croácia ⋅ ☀️ 27 °C

    I slept in this morning and slowly packed my biking bags again. It was a huge mess in the room. 😅 Around 11am I left Marian's place, it felt a bit weird being back on the bike again, especially cycling the same route again that I've cycled with Mali already just two weeks ago. After some time I really enjoyed being back on the road though. Also, this time I was able to take some pictures of the beautiful coast, in my opinion the most beautiful coast road on this trip so far. In the early afternoon, I stopped at a little beach along the road for a swim and some lunch for an hour. The weather was much better this day already and not too hot for cycling. Half way to Trogir, I then found a smartphone laying in the middle of the street, but it's owner was already running towards me. 😅 I have no idea how it fell out of the window of a driving car, but the guy was super lucky since it wasn't even scratched. 😅 Other than that it was a relaxing ride to Trogir, where I arrived at a nice little camp ground around 4pm. I set up my tent right by the sea and chatted with my tent neighbours for a while, Jens and Mimi from Cologne. They are such lovely people who offered me to store groceries in their little fridge and also invited me to eat with them later in the evening. I then went into Trogir for some sightseeing. It's a beautiful little city (Unesco World Heritage site) with tiny little alleys with art shops, local goods, and restaurants. Once the sun set, I walked back to the camp ground and sat with Jens and Mimi until 11pm, having some beers and delicious rice and seafood that Mimi cooked in a Thai style (that's where she's originally from). 😁 I slept really good that night! :))Leia mais

  • Day 33 - Travelling back to Šibenik

    1 de setembro de 2022, Croácia ⋅ 🌧 22 °C

    The previous days I constantly searched for non-flying ways to get back to Šibenik, but unfortunately there were almost no rides in Blablacar available. The ones I found were leaving mostly from Munich and it was a huge struggle to get there in time before the ride (didn't want to rely on trains..). So the option I was left with was a flight from Basel to Split if I didn't want to spend another week in Germany, which I booked two days in advance - most spontaneous flight for me so far.

    Arriving in Split in the afternoon in miserable rainy and rather cold weather (20°C - notbised to it anymore after almost 40°C the previous week). The flight was fine and you could tell by the clapping after landing that mostly Germans where on the plane. 😅 I didn't plan how to get to Šibenik in advance but thought I either hitchhike or take a bus to get back to Šibenik. Once I arrived, I decided for the latter and took a local bus to Trogir first, which took around 30min even though it wasn't far at all. Apparently, the traffic in the Split area is terrible which I also realised while waiting for the bus to Šibenik for more than two hours! 🥴 It was surprisingly chaotic: In Trogir I asked a service lady at the bus station for a ticket and she told me I would get it on the bus, I just need to wait at platform 9 (in the rain, only a tiny little shelter that was already crowded with people), that's were all long distance busses stop. The lady also said, that busses might be delayed for multiple hours and that they might be full already. So I stood there for more than two hours, as did a nice French guy Damien, who was also waiting for a bus going this direction. As I didn't know where all the other 20+ people were heading, I eventually booked a bus ticket online to be sure to get on the bus once it arrived. Around 6:45pm, the bus finally came. After an hour on the bus chatting with Damien I got off in Šibenik, where Marian picked me up by car. After having some surprise tasty chocolate birthday cake at his place and pasta, I went to bed being pretty exhausted.
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  • Day 23-32 - Germany

    31 de agosto de 2022, Alemanha ⋅ ⛅ 25 °C

    Back in Germany I went to another vet with Mali the morning after we arrived. She got another vaccination (cat flue) and a second opinion on her leg: The vet said that she can certainly keep her leg, so no need for amputation which is such a relieve. But he strongly recommended a surgery to remove the broken off femoral head stuck between joint and bone.
    After a couple of days I got into contact with a neighbour (Annika) of my dad who was happy to adopt Mali and give her a permanent home. We talked about my criterias for adoption (I wanted her to move freely outside, also the surgery is a must if recommended by the vet) and luckily agreed on those! 👌😊 Since she was still on holidays for a week, I stayed in Germany until Mali transitioned into her new home. During this week, Mali enjoyed exploring the garden a lot, also she was really focussed on my dad's aquarium so I put a chair infront of it where she would sit and watch the fish for hours. 😅 Once Annika was back from her vacation, we did a slow transition over three days during which Annika and Mali got to know each other and Mali got familiar with her new place. She's in such good hands and will be spoiled rotten. 😁👌🐈‍⬛💕

    So from now on no more cat photos, promise. 😅😬
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  • Day 22 - Šibenik to Germany

    21 de agosto de 2022, Alemanha ⋅ ⛅ 22 °C

    We had to get up around 4:45am since the shared ride I found on Blablacar departed at 6am from Skradin, which is about 35min drive away from Marian's place. Mali was pretty sleepy still and layed on my lab. The description of the meeting point in Skradin wasn't really accurate (it said "little Supermarket" and a postal code - obviously there was more than one supermarket in that area), so it took us some back and forth messaging to finally meet up. I drove with a girl (I guess early 20s) and her dad, they are from Waterloo in Belgium and funnily played the song "Waterloo" by ABBA quite a few times. 😅 Another girl joined the ride to Munich just a few kilometers further. Mali's travel box was fixed in the middle back seat, but most of the time she would just sleep on my lab or look around. She got bored easily in the box but overall she was the most amazing little kitten during the drive. Besides the nice company, the drive itself didn't go well. We had tons of accidents (we passed a car laying om it's roof in a tunnel) and therefore lots of traffic jams and delays, also at the borders. -.- We were supposed to arrive close to Stuttgart around 4:30pm - well, we arrived 10:30pm. It was a 16 hours drive. We stopped ever two hours or so and I went for a walk with Mali, also to get her do her business, but she was too scared from the cars I guess. She was pretty blown up in the last two hours, probably because she didn't move much but ate her food. I was worried, so I massaged her tummy until we arrived. My mum picked us up in Stuttgart, she brought a litter box with her which Mali immediately used. 😄🐈‍⬛💨 Still can't believe she held it in for so long.. 🙈
    After another hour we finallt got home and went to bed being pretty exhausted. Mali slept on my pillow again, not leaving me much room. 😅💕
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  • Day 18-21 - Staying in Šibenik

    20 de agosto de 2022, Croácia ⋅ ☀️ 29 °C

    During these days I searched for multiple options to get Mali to Germany and also asking around friends and family friends whether someone wants to adopt a little kitten.🐈‍⬛🏡

    Regarding transportation, Dunja actually suggested me to check on Blablacar for available rides. Apparently this is widely used not just in Germany, didn't know that. I found a suitable ride and the girl driving was really happy about me having a kitten with me. I decided I take a few days off to bring her to Germany myself rather than giving her to strangers and hoping she will get there eventually.
    The finding a new home situation will hopefully be resolved soon, too.🙃

    Besides the organizational stuff going on, Mali got better from day to day. Also, I enjoyed having a few days break from the trip, a proper kitchen to cook, a shower, and a bed instead of camping. Marian and me explored the area a little during those days, we went to some beaches as well as St. Nicholas fortress. Unfortunately, the weather wasn't always great, so we also spent some time just watching TV. 👌😅
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  • Day 17 - From Kaštela to Split

    16 de agosto de 2022, Croácia ⋅ ☀️ 30 °C

    The kitten woke me up super early at around 5:30am by walking over my face. 🐈‍⬛ 😅 But she was still cuddly and layed down again, so I found no need in getting up so early. I planned to arrive at the vet around 10am, half an hour before arriving I should give a croatian woman a call for further instructions at the vet. So I thought I'd have plenty of time to pack and get there.
    Well, I should have packed up this early because around 7am a local guy came to pick some figs from the tree next to my tent. 🥴 Let's say he wasn't amused about me being there and clapped his newspaper against the tent, but once he saw the kitten he didn't bother much anymore but I started packing up anyways then. He basically ignored me. 🙈😅 I don't think it was his olive tree yard but a neighbour or so and he was "stealing" the figs. I was stressed slightly anyways. 😅🥴

    Even though it was only like 17km to the vet in Split, it took forever. I didn't want to go on the bigger roads with the kitten, so I trusted komoot in sending me on an alternative route - huge mistake, again. 🙈 Not to talk about super steep gravel (!) roads that ended up in road closure due to construction (which I realized after pushing the bike up the hill for at least 10 min, struggling to keep the kitten in the basket), I also ended up with no road at all on a roman historical site at 9am. At least it offered a beautiful view on Split. 🥴 I managed to get over it with the help of three German girls walking their dog. For the last six kilometers I've sworn myself to not get off the main road anymore, even though the ride through Split was hilly as hell.
    I arrived at the vet around 10:20am and Marian was already waiting there. I tried multiple times to reach the croatian woman, but couldn't get through. After calls back and forth between the NGO we finally got hold of someone who told the vet about what to do (some legal issues with the quarantine time had to be discussed) and we finally got to have the appointment.

    I didn't name the little kitten until then because I didn't want to get too attached since I may not be able to keep her. Also, I wasn't 100% sure about the gender. It is a she and they required me to name her for her documents. I named her "Mali", it's croatian and basically means "little". I liked the sound of it. :)

    So the vet found that Mali has a previous injury on her back leg, a broken hip that healed the wrong way. The vet also told me that if she's not using the leg, it may be better to amputate it. After the X-ray, Mali got chipped and vaccinated, and finally got her travel papers. I will go to a vet once we're in Germany to get a second opinion on the leg. But in my opinion she's pretty fine with the leg and using it to jump and run around the appartment. The vet didn't see that since she was just sitting down on the floor frightened and not walking. So far from seeing her using the leg, I don't think it should be amputated, but will get a second opinion from another vet.

    I was so glad to get in the car and back to Šibenik once we were done in Split instead of going back on my bike. I think Mali agrees..
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  • Day 16 - Sticking around Kaštela

    15 de agosto de 2022, Croácia ⋅ ☀️ 29 °C

    Dunja and me enjoyed a nice breakfast/brunch in the morning, continued our talks from the previous evening until the kitten and me finally left her place around noon. I didn't feel like cycling much today, also we were already pretty close to Split where we had to go the next morning for the vet appointment. So we went back to the pine forest beach. Even though it was only a short distance, it was already exhausting keeping her in the basket. On the beach, we relaxed in the hammock for couple of hours and I went on little walks with the kitten. She was still easily frightened by other people, sounds, and especially vehicles. But our spot wasn't busy at all and she enjoyed exploring the area. She even started playing for the first time by chasing grass hoppers. 😅 It seems like she's slowly getting out of "survival mode" and back into normal kitten behaviour.
    In the afternoon we saddled the bike and started riding out of the city center towards Split, searching for a good spot for wild camping again. On the way I wanted to grab some food and water in a tiny little grocery store, so I parked my bike outside and didn't really know what to do with the kitten. A lady working at the store came out, saw the kitten and fell for it immediately. She said that I cannot take her inside but she's happy to take care of her to the time being. So I hurried up, forgot half of what I intended to buy and was back at the bike within five minutes. 😅

    It's really not easy travelling with the kitten, honestly, even though she's calm and not making too much trouble. 😅 Since I cannot trust her to stay in the basket by herself, I cannot just walk into restaurants to fill up my water bottle or use the bathroom. Grocery shopping has also shown to be more complicated.. As I later figured out, setting up the camp is also quite exhausting having to watch or hold her the entire time. Luckily, she loves the tent, she went straight in there and cuddled up on my pillow. It was also easier for me to cook when she was in the tent. I wild camped that night again in an olive tree yard, just this time in nice kitten company and with a fig tree right next to my tent - really great snack opportunity. 😁👌🐈‍⬛🏕

    Texting with Marian on how things are going with the kitten, I told him that it's gotten pretty exhausting. 🙈😬😅 My plan was to get her official papers from the vet to be able to travel in EU, find her a nice home in Germany and get her there. However, I wasn't sure how to get through the days until I found her a transportation from Croatia to Germany with all the challenges we have on the road. So Marian, again, offered me to pick us up by car in Split once we were done with the vet and let us stay for a couple of days more. 🥳 I was pretty relieved about the offer and thought it would be best for the kitten as well.
    I was so exhausted from the day, that I fell asleep around 9:30pm already.
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  • Day 15 - From Šibenik to Kaštela

    14 de agosto de 2022, Croácia ⋅ ⛅ 27 °C

    Big day ahead with about 60km to go. Around 10am in the morning the kitten and me started our trip to Dunja in Kaštela. Luckily, the road conditions were perfect, not much traffic, no gravel roads, a little bit of wind to cool down and some clouds to protect us from the sun. 👌😁🚲⛅️

    I didn't know how long it would take us to get there, how many breaks to take with the kitten, and how well she would adapt to riding in the basket, but she seemed to be fine in there. Luckily again, she was calmly laying down for most of the ride, occasionally sticking out her head to see what's going on and sleeping half of the trip. She did meow occasionally, but was easily reassured and I think she mostly meowed for food. The coast ride was so beautiful but because of the kitten I didn't really stop to take any pictures. Towards the end of the ride, she became almost a little too curious, so I got afraid she would jump out. Even though she's in a little improvised harness for her own safety, I knew she could easily get out of it if she wants to. But I didn't want to risk her running off on the street frightened from the traffic. We had an hour left before meeting Dunja so we stopped in a little pine tree forest close to the beach. I let her walk a little and relaxed in the hammock with her. 🏖🐈‍⬛

    Dunja's apartment was really nice, but unfortunately the kitten and Dunja's dog didn't get along too well either, again mostly because of the kitten. Also, in her one-room apartment there was no room to physically seperate the two, which I hoped for knowing she has a dog. I slept on the balcony with the kitten, which was actually really nice on such a warm night. ⭐️😁 We had a really fun evening cooking a German improvised Spätzle dish and talking, despite the two hairy friends that didn't get along too well. Actually, the kitten didn't like the dog, the dog was perfectly calm and not interested at all. 🙈😅
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  • Day 14 - The kitten

    13 de agosto de 2022, Croácia ⋅ ⛅ 23 °C

    I found the kitten (previous day) in the bush of a gravel pitch at the end of a little village with a few new houses on the other side of the street. When I stopped to check my phone, I heard a high-pitched, frequenly occuring and desperate "meow" coming from a little kitten inside the bush right next to the street. It was really thin and in bad condition, and by itself even though it seemed quite young. I decided to quickly go to a grocery store to get some cat food. Twenty minutes later I was back at the spot, she was still there screaming at me and really shy. She didn't appraoch the food until I backed off quite a distance. A local from across the road, Marian, watching this from his terrace told me, that he heard something screaming for the last four days but never saw anything. He came around and brought some water for her, she drank for at least two minutes straight. Apart from being in a miserable condition, I could see that she was limping a little and had a hip bone standing out. Once she was full of food and water, she still wouldn't stop screaming. So I sat down on the floor and held my flat hand out, thinking she would be too shy to approach. Turns out, after a few minutes of holding still, she actually came over and was the cuddliest little kitten ever. I didn't know what to do with her, I looked up animal rescue, shelters, anything in the area. Marian told me that Šibenik is full of street cats and that the shelter will probably not even take her. Other neighbours also said, that it happens quite often that cats get dropped at this location since it's the end of the road/village. Marian was also not sure what to do with her, he has a dog and cannot take her for that reason. We asked around the neighbourhood if someone is happy to take her, but without success. Marian then repeatedly suggested that I should take her with me until I found a solution, so eventually I didn't see any other way and we started improvising a solution to take her on the bike with whatever we had at hand. We attached a strong karton box at the front between the steering horns of my bicycle, in which I could transport her safely.
    It was quite late already, around 8pm and starting to get dark when we were done. I asked him about potential camp grounds or wild camping spots in the area, but since he just recently moved here from Zagreb, he didn't know. Probably seeing me there a little desperate, he offered me to stay in a spare room at his appartment for the night, which safed me and the kitten the hassle of finding something in the dark, so I gladly accepted.

    In the morning of this day, the weather looked quite miserable for the first time of the trip, also it started raining around early noon. I wasn't sure whether I could do the roughly 60km to Dunja (Couchsurfing) with such weather conditions AND a kitten. It was fine with Dunja to arrive a day later and bring the kitten with me, she even offered that she might be able to take her for a while until I found a longterm solution.
    Since the kitten reacted really badly to Marian's dog Bady (she growled and hissed at him constantly and we had to lock the dog away for his own safety), there was no option of leaving her at his place. 🙈 Also, Marian was already so helpful and generous to host us for two nights, It would have been a hassle to find somewhere to stay once it got dark. So I thought that staying with Dunja would be the best temporary solution in this situation, even though it involves a bike ride with the kitten.🐈‍⬛🚲
    Luckily Marian didn't mind us staying for another night due to the bad weather, he even got some more kitten food that morning, which she ate within seconds. (At that point we weren't entirely sure it's a she, but the vet confirmed it later.)

    The day at Marian's place gave me some time for organisational tasks. With the help of my cousin, I got into touch with an NGO in Rijeka (Kitten Safe House). They told me that they are happy to help with everything, such as travelling documents, vet, etc. But they are not able to take her, they are past their limit already. They also put me in touch with a vet in Split to visit on Tuesday, which is not far from Dunja's place.
    In the afternoon we replaced the karton box on my bike with a proper little basket to make it more comfortable for the kitten on the bike. She seemed to like the basket and happily layed in there for a snooze. :) I'm aware it's not ideal, but it was the best option she had regading the circumstances..
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  • Day 13 - From Tisno to Šibenik

    12 de agosto de 2022, Croácia ⋅ ⛅ 28 °C

    We got up early, as usual, packed our stuff and went back into Tisno for breakfast and a stroll around. Weird thing that happened during our morning coffee in the café: Suddenly the entire city of Tisno was cut off from fresh water, and the café staff seemed really surprised by it. 😅 It happened when I went inside to ask the bar lady to fill up my drinking bottle with tab water, when only little water came, followed by no water at all. She stared at it in a confused way, asking her collegue what just halppened but nobody knew. When I went back outside, we soon found out that there is some major construction on the water pipe line going on in the city but they kind of failed to let the restaurants know. 😅 At least we could charge phones a little and had our coffee already served.. 😁
    After breakfast, we decided to cycle to the north of Murter island. Apparently there is one of the most beautiful beaches of Croatia and I didn't want to miss out on it, even though it's the opposite direction.😅 Chris gave directions and we cycled for like one hour and what felt like 300m elevation gain, even though he insisted that Google said it's only 100m elevation gain. Close to the beach on top of a mountain we locked our bikes and walked down. What we thought to be a remote beach with only fee people turned out to be a really crowded beach with lots of fast food stalls and yachts. It was still beautiful though and we managed to find a more private spot between the trees, where I could set up my hammock. The water had a really unique blue colour and was crystal clear, but freezing cold. 😅
    I stayed there for about two hours with Heike and Chris, before I hit the road again towards mainland and the south. I wanted to ride another 40-60km that day so that I wouldn't arrive too late at Dunja's place (girl from couchsurfing) the next day.
    Luckily, I chose a different route back to Tisno along the coast, which was not hilly at all and was right by the sea. 😁👌

    The road to Šibenik was fine, but it was a little windy from the front. I tried passing the bridge across the by shortly before Šibenik by using the passenger line since the road was narrow and there was a lot of traffic. Due to bungy jumping (no one was there!) in the middle of the bridge, the passenger walk was closed half way and I had to take all the bags off the bike to get it to the other side. There was no sign for that at the beginning of the bridge.. -.-
    Past Šibenik, around 5:45pm, I stopped after turning to check whether it's still the right way and found a little kitten. 🐈‍⬛
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  • Day 12 - From Turanj to Tisno

    11 de agosto de 2022, Croácia ⋅ ⛅ 31 °C

    I was up with the sunshine, packed everything back on my bike (I'm getting better at but it still takes me around 35 min), and cycled to Turanj for some breakfast from the bakery (burek with cheese, they do an amazing job with that in Croatia!). It was already hot in the morning with around 27°C at 8am, so I thought I better get some kilometers done in the morning and have a break during noon.
    The route took me slightly away from the sea along the freshwater lake Vransko Jezero. Unfortunately, it was mostly gravel road and I felt sorry for my already.. 🙈😅 After a few kilometers, I looked for a spot to set up my hammock but realized that there's no place where I could put it, the ropes were too short. This has happened before and I got pretty annoyed by it, so I decided to buy longer ropes as soon as possible and searched for hardware stores along the way. Without a proper break, I cycled for another hour to get back to the sea and stopped at a nice coastline for a swim and lunch break. It wasn't a proper beach, I had to climb down some rocks to reach the water but that way I had the spot all to myself. I topped my lunch with some figs that are literally growing everywhere (I don't understand people buying them here, you'd always find a tree within walking distance). During lunch, I texted with Heike and Chris to see how they're doing. They send me an image of their view from a coffee shop right by the sea and it looked pretty similar to my view. When I got back up to my bike, I saw theirs leaning outside the coffee shop just 50 meters away. 😅 So we randomly caught up again, sat in thecafé for another two hours and decided to cycle together for the rest of the day. We stopped for another swim in Pirovac, a beautiful little village with old brick stone buildings and colourful windows. It has a venetian vibe to it and seemed to be less touristy. It was nice to see locals hanging out on the beach or sitting outside their houses enjoying a coffee on a little table. From there, we cycled another 15km to a little town called Tisno on the island Murter around 4pm. Since the island is quite hilly, it wasn't that easy to find a good spot for camping, so we split up searching around Tisno. We eventually found a good spot, again in a beautiful olive tree yard. Heike and Chris went for dinner in the evening, while I cooked myself some pasta, washed some clothes and reorganised my messy luggage. It was more than necessary. 😅
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  • Day 11 - From Nin to Turnaj

    10 de agosto de 2022, Croácia ⋅ ☀️ 31 °C

    We woke up early around 6:30am, packed our stuff and went back to Nin, where we found a good Pekara (bakery) and a nice coffee place for breakfast. 🥐🥖🥨☕️ Since it was already hot in the morning, we decided then to go to a beach for a swim before I wanted to head off by myself. Since I planned to couchsurf at a girls' place in Trogir on Saturday, I head to complete some kilometers that day. The water was much (!) colder than in previous days but refreshing. 🥶 😅 Heike and me where chatting for almost two hours when we then decided to cycle back to Zadar together.
    In Zadar, we went back to the bike shop I've been to the previous day to get Heike's bike checked. In the meantime, we had a stroll around Zadar. After an hour I hit the road down south by myself without having a fixed destination. I also wasn't sure whether I should wild camp for the first time by myself or search for a camp ground. The road wasn't that great, I followed the main coast highway, mostly without a bike lane and a lot of traffic. Shortly before the village Turanj, I saw a dirt road going off the main road into an olive tree yard on a hill. Following it I found a great place to wild camp without neighbours but sea views. Since it was too early to set up my tent yet, I cycled into Turanj, went for a swim and a shower, and cooked dinner at the beach. :) I then headed back to my spot. Since it was quite windy (during the previous night I woke up many times because of the wind flapping my tent.. I didn't attach it properly thinking it wasn't windy and thus not necessary), I properly set the tent up this time in a spot covered by bushes.
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  • Day 10 - From Zadar to Nin

    9 de agosto de 2022, Croácia ⋅ ⛅ 30 °C

    Recap from last night:
    When I arrived at the bus station in Zadar around 11pm, it already started raining. So I hitchhiked with a German family to the camp ground instead of walking. Think I gave them a huge fright when I approached them at the red lights in the middle of the night. Once I arrived at the camp ground, I found my tent to be soaked and muddy from the bottom and strangely in a slightly different place. Also my power plug, which I left inside (!) the tent was removed. Apparently, someone tried to move my tent to make room for more campervans, even though it was my pitch. By trying to move the tent (I assume it was pulled, even though all my bags were in there and it could have ripped easily due to the weight), the underlaying protection matt got twisted, which caused the tent to leak from the bottom.
    To sum it up: it was a pretty bad night and most of my stuff was slightly wet in the morning. I woke up around 6:15am already and starting cleaning off the mud. Around 7am, the owners of the campground arrived for their morning visit and I asked the woman whether she knows anything about moving my tent. She admitted that it was her and the husband to squeeze in another campervan. I told her about all my stuff being wet and that I find it disrespectful to take stuff out of the tent without asking or me being there. She told me "Okay, you don't have to pay but go." I told her again that it's not about the money, but that's not how you treat paying guests. She didn't even apologize and I went off to get my stuff. I was really sick of this place.

    I was so exhausted from the trip to Zagreb that I didn't feel like cycling all day, so I decided to go to Nin to have a beach day and meet up with Chris and Heike again. On the way I stopped at a bicycle shop in Zadar to have my front tyre checked - I was so annoyed by the bumpy feeling, I just wanted it fixed by now. The guy at the shop was super helpful and friendly, within minutes he not only fixed the bump but also adjusted my brakes and gear switch, and added oil to the chain. It felt like riding a new bike after and he only asked for less than 5€. He made my day. 😁👌🚲
    In Nin I found a nice spot on the beach to set up my hammock. I read for a while and dozed off. It was very windy unfortunately, so I didn't feel like swimming anymore. But at least I could watch many kite surfers in the lagoon. I then strolled around beautiful Nin with Heike and Chris and we had a swim at a different beach before going to a restaurant in the evening to which they invited me. Since they have already spotted a nice place to wild camp on the night, we could take it easy that evening. :)

    The spot was a bit outside Nin close to a forest. We got there on a gravel road along a river during sunset. Arriving there we heard occasional shots in the area, probably someone was hunting ducks. Luckily it stopped once it got dark, it was a little creepy to be honest. 😅
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  • Day 9 - German embassy in Zagreb

    8 de agosto de 2022, Croácia ⋅ ⛅ 28 °C

    I had to get up around 6am, to start walking to the bus station in Zadar around 6:25am, to be there for the departure at 7:30am. It was a nice and refreshing morning walk. I was pretty tired though since I woke upnaroumd 3:30am having around ten mosquitoes inside my tent. It didn't really cool down at night, so I left both tent entrances open for just a little bit. Apparently this was enough for the tiny little beasts. It took me about 20min to get them all and I couldn't really go back to sleep afterwards. They bit me really badly all around my fingers so I basically just soaked them in cream for the rest of the night. Certainly won't make this mistake again.. 😒🙈😅

    The bus ride was fine (3.5 hours) but I had to hurry a little to get to the embassy once we arrived. It was only open until noon, I got there 11:40am. 😅 I don't know exactely what I expected but I certainly assumed it to be well organized - I mean it's the German (!) embassy. 💁‍♀️ I went to the main entrance which was locked (of course) when a guard came and sent me around the corner to the line. And it was a mess. There were around 20+ people sitting oiside on the street with documents in their hands. Obviously all of them Germans, some of them had beem waiting since 9am even though they had an appointment. Occasionally a lady screamed out a name onto the street and that person got up to go inside. I was a little confused and went up the stairs to at least put my name on the list. Some haven't even done that, how would they eben know that they're waiting outside?! 🤔 I still don't get the system. 😅 I was lucky, 20 minutes and 540 Kuna spent I walked out again with a cheap looking green temporary passport. 👌😁

    Next I went into the city center and spontanouslyet up with some couchsurfing people (two travellers from Germany, one from Indonesia living in Germany and a local guy Ante who gave us a fun little tour of the city center. We enjoyed hanging out together and found a lot of common interests. I'm sure I'll see some of them again at some point. 😊 I liked Zagreb, it's a pretty coolnplace with lots of history and lots of green parks in the center to hang out. 👌 After a couple of hours I had to get back to bus, where I currently sit in and eventually arrive at my tent around midnight.
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  • Day 8 - From Rtina to Zadar

    7 de agosto de 2022, Croácia ⋅ ☀️ 33 °C

    Another ridiculously hot day (37 °C In the sun) but luckily I only had about 25km left to Zadar, where I wanted tostay Sunday to Tuesday. That way I could get to the German embassy in Zagreb on Monday for the day to get a temporary passport. I had also called the police in Rab again but my passport remains lost.

    I wasn't too keen on cycling, so I was again having a nice chat with Andy instead and and booked bus tickets to Zagreb for the next day. I left the camp ground around 11am. Stupid me - it was way too hot for cycling and I felt pretty exhausted from the previous day. I chose the straight way to Zadar to avoid extra kilometers, which lead me inlands. There were some really steep parts with 17% elevation, I had to get off the bike and push it instead. There was hardly any shade along the way. It wasn't possible for me to stop, as soon as the wind from driving was gone it was umbearable stay in the sun.

    Once I found a spot I stopped and called up campgrounds to check availability but only an RV campground had vacancies. It is located around 5km away from the bus terminal but the only safe option I had for leaving my bike and my bags. It is seriously the worst campground ever. It's in the middle of nowhere right next to the highway, there are almost no trees and it's ridiculoulsy expensive since they charge me the same amount as if I was there with a campervan. -.-

    I arrived there in the afternoon and left my stuff with a nice dutch guy since the reception was closed. Once the tent was set up, I cycled into the city to see where the bus is leaving in the morning and how to get there. Turns out that I don't want to leave my bike there all day until almost midnight and the locker room is closed ad 10pm, which is too early. Also a taxi ride turns out to be about 30€ for 5km. -.- So I decided to have a morning and night walk instead.

    I also had a stroll around Zadar and went back to the camp ground, where I had a nice talk and drink with the dutch guy before going to bed.

    I didn't take many photos that day, it was simply too hot to stop along the way. :D
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  • Day 7 - From Potočnica (Pag) to Rtina

    6 de agosto de 2022, Croácia ⋅ ☀️ 32 °C

    Crazy day. It started all pretty easygoing, not much traffic, elevation gain was fine. Until I reached Novalja. I dodn't know that it's also called the New Ibiza, a party place for young people. And there were hundreds of them with packed suitcases waiting along the road for their busses to pick them up when I drove through the city in the morning. I didn't like the place too much so I didn't even stop there and continued on a pretty nice well paved highway out of the town. Unfortunately, theany busses I just passed where soon to be passing me again, most of them won't even give me some space while driving by. 😒 It wasn't fun at all and at some point I even stopped to let them pass and get off the road anytime I saw one coming.
    After a few kilometers komoot finally told me to take a turn and get off the highway to cycle along the coast instead. At first I was pretty happy about the decision, shortly after I found myself on a never ending gravel road with huge holes. Eventually, there was no road anymore and I had to cycle back to find an alternative road. It was boiling hot in the sun, my 2.5l water supply was almost finished and there was nothing there to refill and nowhere to hide from the sun. I continued until I finally reached a little town and paved road again. I was pretty exhausted so I stopped for swim at a pretty beach right at the road.

    A while later I continued and met a cyclist from Seoul ( I can't recall his name 🙈) in Pag City, who was going the other way. He started about six weeks ago in Ankara and pland to go all the way to São Paulo. The first thing he said was "I'm so tired of mountains", since the southern countries are more hilly and expected. 🥴 We exchanged some knowledge about the roads to come and continued cycling im different directions. Again I found myself on a gravel path gor 7km. 😞 But that wasn't even the worst part of the trip.

    About 1.8km before passing the bridge to the mainland again I was on top of the mountain ridge with an incredibly strong side wind blowing me off the road. This wind is called Bora in Croatia and it blows from the mainland out to the sea. It became impossible to continue cycling, I had to get off the bike and push it. Once I arrived at the bridge it has gotten even worse and I seriously doubted to be able to pass the bridge even as a foot passenger with bike. I thought about turning around but I didn't pass any camp site and I would have to get up the hill again the next day. So I thought I give it a try and made it, but I'm bruised up to my hips on my left side since the bike was constantly pushed against it by the wind. On the other side, I walked for another kilometer until the road was more sheltered from the wimd and cycled the last bit to the campground.

    There I got a great pitch first row right at the beach. I was too tired for a swim though so I just did the regular routine (setting upy tent, cooking, cleaning) and had a nice chat with my tent neighbor Andy from London, who was also bikepacking in Croatia before going off to sleep.
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  • Day 6 - No call from the police..

    5 de agosto de 2022, Croácia ⋅ ☀️ 31 °C

    I woke up quite a few times that night because I heard something moving around the forest close to the tent. I tried not to bother about it too much and eventually fell back to sleep. Around 6am (it was bright already) I heard it again amd decided to get up and check. In about 10m distance to my tent a sheep and a little lamb were staring at me. 🐑🐑 I guess we were camping on their trail and they weren't sure what to do about it. At some point they walked off into the woods again but I stayed up and continued reading my book in the hammock until Chris and Heike woke up.

    Once we packet our stuff, we went for a little cycling trip in the holm oak tree forest / national park, in which we got a little lost. On the way out we wanted to take a different route and ended up carrying our bikes and bags individually down a very steep and rocky hiking path for about 600m. 😅 Not the best start of the day but once we grabbed breakfast in a little town nearby it got better. We cycled back to Rab where we split up and said goodbye for now. I stayed in Rab for some strolling and a ferry to Pag island in the afternoon, while Heike and Chris moved on to the south. I locked my bike including all my in a very public and busy spot, thinking that the more people there the less likely it gets stolen. I'm still struggling a bit with leaving all my stuff unattended for quite some time but it's way too exhausting to take it with me on a walking tour. It was still there once I got back. 😁 I also called up a campsite in advance to check for availability this time so that I could search for wild camping spots along the way alreafy if there's again nothing available.
    The taxi boat ride to Lun (Pag island) took around 20 min, when I got to the small boat I wondered how all people including me and my stuff will fit on it but the captain didn't seem to worry. 😅
    Arriving in Lun I had to cycle up a really steep hill (well, I pushed half the way), but once I was up there it was worth all the hassle!! There were beautiful olive trees everywhere and cycling along that ride with sea view on the right and the Velebit mountains to the left was amazing. Also it wasn't that hot anymore.

    I arrived at a little campground and went straight for swim. After I was hanging out in my hammock at the beach and read a little until the sun was set.

    All in all it felt good to leave Rab island and it felt like moving on from my passport disaster, even though it wasn't found that day..
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