Finished a comic containing anecdotes from a train, bus, and bicycle ride from Asia to Germany. Unfortunately, it only contains 1 1/2 months instead of 12. www.vinksthings.com @pinkboris
2,599 words in 16 moments in 16 cities since December 29th, 2013
Deqen — Fortunately, two days before I had met Martin from Uruguay. He was joking about my bike and I hated him for that (though he was right). However, he had some experience cycling the world and he agreed ...
Dusseldorf — There I was. An ordinary guy like any other—who made it as far as the Mediterranean Sea with some buddies just to drive home the same day because it was too hot—on my way to: New Delhi.
Pokhara — “Never will I forget the sight of her pink toenails,” a Nepalese doctor wrote in a newspaper article1, “and this is about what is wrong in our country: “Last friday a girl was brought to our hospital...
Always listen to your bike.
Bleeding toes and twisted ankles--the ingredients for a jolly good weekend.
The Travel Towel Tutorial
The Backpacker Hostel Dormitory Nightly Ritual
We've got company.
The Rickshaw Driver
The girl and the truck driver
Meanwhile, Jonathan from Brussels was drowning.
Ahhhhh, ohhh, qımız!
The only thing I remember about Lijiang is the stomach pain I got from eating the entire time.
Walking barefoot (through blood)
FYI 1: Wash Without Wasting Water.
They used to call me 'spider'. (Because of my tiny arms)
First, he pulls my hairy legs' hair. Then, he does *this*.
A few months after my departure, I found myself crossing some Himalaya mountains on my tiny custom build Chinese bike.
There I was.