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A friend of mine likes to drive. When we both lived in Belgium, we would often go for Saturday or Sunday drives on Belgian provincial roads, sometimes ending up in France or Luxembourg - both of which are quite far considering I lived in Liège and he first lived near Antwerp and then in Brussels.
On New Year's day 2016 we went on what we thought was a long drive, again mostly using small roads: from Amsterdam (well he picked me up in Zeist) at 4 in the morning, passed Brussels, Ghent, the Belgian coast, Calais and Normandy, to Paris, where we arrived at 2 in the morning. But my friend didn´t feel like stopping when we got back to Belgium the next day, and had long had a plan...
So almost a year later, on the 23d of December 2017, the two of us and another friend embarked on a trip to a point 3,723 kilometres and several climatic zones away (and back). Though sitting in a car (my sister calls it driking - a combination of driving and hiking which usually end up being mostly driving) for fifteen days straight is not necessarily my thing, this trip was probably the most exotic and surrealistic thing I have ever had the pleasure of experiencing.
You´ll probably guess where we´re going by the third post, but I´d prefer to keep it as a surprise in case you don´t.
23-12-2016, km 0 - Liège, Belgium
1. To get us into the mood of the season we're traveling in, I'll start with this Christmas squirrel on top of the Total station at the end of my (former) street, where my friends (who had come from Amsterdam and Brussels) picked me up.
01 P2070100 by Ruben Alexander, on Flickr
On New Year's day 2016 we went on what we thought was a long drive, again mostly using small roads: from Amsterdam (well he picked me up in Zeist) at 4 in the morning, passed Brussels, Ghent, the Belgian coast, Calais and Normandy, to Paris, where we arrived at 2 in the morning. But my friend didn´t feel like stopping when we got back to Belgium the next day, and had long had a plan...
So almost a year later, on the 23d of December 2017, the two of us and another friend embarked on a trip to a point 3,723 kilometres and several climatic zones away (and back). Though sitting in a car (my sister calls it driking - a combination of driving and hiking which usually end up being mostly driving) for fifteen days straight is not necessarily my thing, this trip was probably the most exotic and surrealistic thing I have ever had the pleasure of experiencing.
You´ll probably guess where we´re going by the third post, but I´d prefer to keep it as a surprise in case you don´t.
23-12-2016, km 0 - Liège, Belgium
1. To get us into the mood of the season we're traveling in, I'll start with this Christmas squirrel on top of the Total station at the end of my (former) street, where my friends (who had come from Amsterdam and Brussels) picked me up.
