It’s good like this.
Banging curtain It seemed so nice, a shelter with a blackout curtain, but nothing could be further from the truth. The curtain is weighted down at the bottom with a wooden pole, and since it… Lees meer…
Tag: Wildcamping
Silence is the language
Unspoken Silence The morning with the Canadian feels very special. After having enjoyable conversations yesterday, now there is an unspoken silence. Not because we have nothing to say, not because we’re not interested in each… Lees meer…
Clean underwear and sweet dreams
My laundry isn’t drying Ugh, with this wet weather, nothing dries. After hand washing, I hung my laundry on the line in the dark shelter, but in the morning everything still seems just as wet.… Lees meer…
It seems like a game
Rain, the whole day long Perhaps because I was spoiled with a dry day yesterday, I can’t handle the rainy weather today. More rain and nearly all day. By four o’clock, it’s still dry and… Lees meer…
The unreachable shelter
Waking up at the schoolyard At five o’clock, I am wide awake. Although it’s cold, that’s not the reason. I write a bit and start packing. Not long after, the first children trickle into the… Lees meer…
I even get lost on the map.
Stormy night The night behind the rhododendrons is stormy again. Rain showers, wind, and restless sleep. I remain hopeful that today will be better and make the best of the situation: a hearty breakfast with… Lees meer…