Category Archives: Travels

My travel notes

Upon the trodden track

Here and there, through the layer of clouds, a few sun beams shine on the land, cheering up the countryside. Behind me, noise of passing cars and lorries. I’ve pulled to the shoulder for a moment, right after leaving behind … Continue reading

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Inari, tale of a trip and a return (message in a bottle)

Definitely everyone wakes up earlier than me! I get out of bed and see that many campers are already gone, those still here being finishing preparatinons for departure. None of the tents I saw yesterday on the lawn is left, … Continue reading

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Ristijärvi and Artemiev’s boreal epopee

It is no accident that for the past two days an unforgettable music by Artemiev rings at all hours within my head: it’s the soundtrack of Siberiade, one of those  Russian must-see that  –being European movie markets sold to the … Continue reading

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The bikers’ brotherhood

Competition among the lines on the ferry route Helsinki-Tallin is big, schedules are flexible and sufficient, fares affordable. From my hotel in downtown Tallinn I headed the wharfs in time to catch an Eckerö ferry at noon, whose price is unbeatable: … Continue reading

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Across the rainbow.

After talking in the previous chapter about the new social gods –wild capitalism and crazy consumption– I reach, coincidentally, the city of Toruń, which used to be dearly but not so much nowadays, as a paradigm of those giving up … Continue reading

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Catching the Polish soul.

Driving in Poland is something of a challenge for which we, riders, must maximize carefulness; in every sense. Despite having a vast railroad network reaching every corner and village in the country, when this nation got out of the socialist … Continue reading

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Memento mori.

Poysdorf is just a border town with a considerable road traffic, as it lies on the main route between Viena and Brno (these four letters are not an abbreviation for Barcelona, but a Czech city called like that, Brno, silly … Continue reading

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The good land.

Only two chapters back I said that Germany is a boring country, but obviously that is not necessarily true. Actually, once I recharged batteries thanks to my long stay in Bamberg, the day I finally carry on the journey turns … Continue reading

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