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fallen trees and forgotten men

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This post is about a 14km walk from Unkeroda to Eisenach. I struggle with some fallen trees in a forest, and I visit the Wartburg. It felt good to put on my pants, fleece, jacket, wool hat, gloves, and shoes. All of them had been on the radiators all night, and they were nicely dry […]


cold + warm

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This post is about a 13km walk from Marksuhl to Unkeroda. I stay at a spiritual commune, then an unknown voice saves me from the rain. The night before had been difficult. The Caboose and I were in a forest, it was raining, and it was dark, when her left wheel gave out. She made […]


/DDR

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This post is about a 21km walk from Vacha to Marksuhl. I cross the Bridge Of Unity and see a weird street sign. I stayed in Vacha for another day. The reason wasn’t just my laziness, I had a meeting. Not sure what’s going to come out of it, but maybe one day in the […]


tiny rainbows

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This post is about a 16km walk from Geisa to Vacha. It’s my first walking day in former East Germany, and the rain does not stop. I had spent the night in a small and cheap guesthouse. There were two other guests in blue overalls who had arrived in their company van. My room had […]


Point Alpha

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This post is about a 20km walk from Hünfeld to Geisa. I cross the former inner German border and look at Point Alpha. Breakfast in the monastery was awesome. I ate, filled up my thermos flasks with hot water, then I put on my poncho and walked out of Hünfeld. the road to East Germany […]


Ferrari

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This post is about an 18km walk from Fulda to Hünfeld. I wonder about shoes, walk next to a busy road, and end up in a monastery. Shoes had always been an important part of The Longest Way. Back in 2007, I had started out wearing hiking boots made of leather. They were durable but […]


pride comes before the-

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This post is about a 14km walk from Kleinheiligkreuz to Fulda. I walk through a forest and slip on a downward slope. I woke up feeling heavy from dinner the night before. It had been a semi-fancy dinner with pumpkin soup, veggie dumplings, and slices of breaded apple with walnut ice cream for dessert. softheaded […]


the sixteenth day

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This post is about an 8km walk from Blankenau to KleinHeiligkreuz. It’s my birthday, and I gorge myself after walking only very little. In the morning I had breakfast with Judith and Berthold, then I filled up my thermos flasks with hot water and got going. I had never told them it was my birthday. […]


heart-shaped cake

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This post is about a 20km walk from Dirlammen to Blankenau. I have some communication issues, and then I turn forty-two. In the morning Sabine and her husband were at work, but her parents Anita and Klaus were home. They gave me breakfast, and then we sat there for a while, enjoying tea and conversation. […]


the good people of Vogelsberg

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This post is about a 14km walk from Ulrichstein to Dirlammen. Angie hosts me, I get lost in a forest, and then Sabine hosts me. This post is about a 14km walk from Ulrichstein to Dirlammen. Angie hosts me, I get lost in a forest, and then Sabine hosts me. One thing I like to […]


trash panda

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This post is about a 15km walk from Laubach to Ulrichstein. I take a self portrait with a horse and then I see a raccoon. I spent two nights in the communal kitchen of the camp ground, hanging out with the other campers, waiting out the rain. I also took a hot shower and did […]


follow the heretic

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This post is about a 20km walk from Lich to Laubach. I follow the Luther Pilgrims’ Way for a while, then I end up at a birthday party. I ended up staying in the town of Lich for two days. The hotel was cheap and comfortable, the beer was good (Licher Brewery was from here), […]


demons

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This post is about a 17km walk from Rockenberg to Lich. I walk past the gallows of Münzenberg and Amsburg Abbey. A group of trick-or-treating parents and kids had told me about a barbecue hut on a hilltop at the edge of their village. So I went there to spend the night in the shelter […]


complicit glances

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This post is about an 21km walk from Rosbach vor der Höhe to Rockenberg. I see Elvis and put a spider on my head. In the morning Jürgen and his wife Bettina asked me into the kitchen and gave me breakfast. They owned 1000 pigs, but it wasn’t weird to them that I chose to […]


favorites

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This post is about an 18km walk from Nieder-Erlenbach to Rosbach vor der Höhe. I start walking in a barn and I end up in another barn. I had found a sheltered spot in someone’s barn. There were some pigeons and mice in there, but they were alright. the swarm When the sparrows came in […]


aaargh

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This post is about a 15km walk from Frankfurt to Nieder-Erlenbach. I say goodbye to the weirdo, then I walk through the rain. The weirdo and decided to have one final Turkish breakfast near Konstablerwache. so we walked there together with the Caboose, as we had done so many times before. We ordered omelet and […]


the connoisseur

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This post is about a visit to the Städel in Frankfurt. I undergo some medical tests, and I look at some modern art. Aaaaand of course we got a cold. So we stayed in, ate granola, watched Futurama, and tried to get better. It took a while. diagnostics My last checkup for my MS had […]


tennis balls

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This post is about a 25km walk from Raunheim to Frankfurt. We warm up in a gas station, then we walk along the river Main into the city. I can’t really say when we woke up, or if we woke up at all. In order to wake up you must sleep, and we had hardly […]


approach path

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This post is about a 19km walk from Mainz to Raunheim. We cross the Rhine and camp in a cold spot near the airport. Mainz has parakeets. They’re everywhere in the trees in the Volkspark, cawing and flying around. drama Why are they there? Maybe they escaped from private homes and found hot air vents […]


movable type

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This post is about a visit to the Gutenberg Museum in Mainz. We have a good Turkish breakfast and marvel at flamingos. “Old books!” exclaimed the weirdo once again. And so we went to the Gutenberg Museum. Johannes Gutenberg, who is typically credited with the invention of movable type in Europe, lived here in Mainz […]