Tag Archives: walk🚶🏻
friendly Magyars
This post is about a 27km walk from Kisújszállás to Törökszentmiklós. It rains all day, and I run into some kind people. Again with the rain. I was camped next to a line of trees, overlooking a meadow that seemed to stretch into the horizon. When I noticed that the pit-a-pat on my tent had […]
Holland
This post is about an 28km walk from Bucsa to Kisújszállás. The roads are bad and the fields remind me of another country. I woke up to the sound of rain on my tent. I waited until about nine, and then, once it stopped for a moment, I quickly packed my stuff and got going. […]
embrace the dirt
This post is about a 36km walk from Castle Füsti to Bucsa. I struggle with the road for a while, then I take a dirt path through the fields. Today was the last day of August It was 5:30 when I woke up in the castle courtyard. I was in my new bivy bag. For […]
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This post is about an 28km walk from Mezőpeterd to Castle Füsti. I fail to get a Hungarian SIM card, and I sleep in a castle yard. I liked the bike lane so much. And the weather! It made for an hour or two of happy walking until I arrived in a town called Berettyóújfalu […]
“No, No, Never!”
This post is about a 16km walk from Borș to Mezőpeterd. I cross the border from Romania to Hungary, and a thunderstorm greets me. A lady from the kitchen staff watched me load up the Caboose. “Where are you going?” she asked me, and for some reason I didn’t just say Hungary. Germany, I confessed. […]
thirty-five degrees
This post is about a 14km walk from Oradea to Borș. I make my way through the industrial zone on the way to the border with Hungary. I left Oradea on a Saturday, thinking it was Sunday. Not that it mattered much anyway. It was still 35° celsius outside. I walked past the physical therapist […]
tired Jesus
This post is about a 26km walk from Bălaia to Oradea. I wake up in a village house, then I walk through the last hills before the Puszta. Negotiations with the neighbors of the morgue had been slow at first. “You can’t sleep in the morgue, it’s for dead people!” they insisted. an invitation In […]
rainbow’s end
This post is about a 14km walk from Spinuș to Bălaia. First the Caboose – again – gets new legs, then I walk through the hills to a morgue. Mayor Fonai had noticed that the Caboose was – again – missing a leg. So he talked to Lucian, the owner of a local car body […]
vapors
This post is about a 20km walk from Voivozi Monastery to Spinuș. I have breakfast in the monastery, then I walk through some light rain. I woke up in the monks’ dormitory. It offered fourteen beds in total, and I was alone. breakfast with kids and cats The kids from the evening before were having […]
to live alone
This post is about a 23km walk from Suplacu de Barcău to Voivozi Monastery. I plan to go see a lake, but in the end I sleep in a monastery. I left the guest house and walked into the hills. It was glorious. Sure, the road went up and down all the time. And sure, […]
on a yellow line
This post is about a 22km walk from Boghiș to Suplacu de Barcău. I end up on a busy road, and I hate it. And then there is no dinner. The road turned shitty really fast. I wasn’t surprised, though. I could tell from the map. There were thick green lines on it. Those were […]
looking for a welder
This post is about a 17km walk from Mal to Boghiș. I wake up in a garage, then I get stuck in a muddy slope and break off the Caboose’s leg. I had ended up finding shelter in a car body shop. It was the only place with an open gate. I ran into the […]
thunderstorm
This post is about a 23km walk from Mesteacănu to Mal. First I get rained in while I’m still in my tent, then I get caught in a thunderstorm. I had found a camping spot on a field next to some trees. They was forest all around but the people down in the village had […]
lukewarm from the freezer
This post is about a 27km walk from Petrindu to Mesteacănu. I sweat a lot, and I fail to find a cold bottle of cola. It felt good to be wearing a clean shirt again. The sky was overcast, so I figured maybe it would stay that way for a day or two. Wrong. As […]
gigantomato
This post is about a 15km walk from Macău to Petrindu. I struggle with a hill and manage to outrun a thunderstorm. It has been the first cold night in weeks. Well, not really cold, but I had to use my sleeping bag and zip it up a little. So that was new. factories I […]
Macau
This post is about a 25km walk from Cluj to Macău. The road is difficult at first with all the traffic, but it gets better with time. There is no good way out of Cluj. I have been brooding over the map for two days, and I have talked it through with Mishu. The least […]
Pretty Ugly
This post is about a 15km walk from Dezmir to Cluj. I walk through some absurd ugliness, but the old town is nice. The tiny house turned out to be very cozy. Especially with the rain. I took a hot shower and sat down next to the window. I could see the airfield, the airport, […]
tiny
This post is about a 24km walk from Iuriu de Câmpie to Dezmir. I reach the outskirts of Cluj and sleep in a tiny house. It had rained hard during the night. When I got up and opened the door, there was a myst in the air. I could see a cloud crawl over the […]
Coco’s cabin
This post is about a 22km walk from Oaș to Iuriu de Câmpie. The Caboose and I fall over, and I sleep in a shepherd’s cabin. Again there has been no rain all night. It is perfectly quiet on the hillside as I pack up my stuff. I walk past an isolated farmhouse where a […]
1-5-0-0-0
This post is about a walk from Mărășești to Oaș. I complete 15,000km on The Longest Way and do my little dance, albeit in the wrong place. There hadn’t been any bears. Some wind and a tiny bit of rain, yes. But no bears. I wrote the number “13” on the back of my left […]