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Gallic Saints
After making the notes for yesterday’s post, I went and met up with Kiwi Craig. I really wanted to go to my favourite pasta place in London – I went and had an amazing pumpkin ravioli with walnut sauce before getting my tattoo last year, and keep trying to go back. I say ‘trying’, because…
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Tuesday Night Circus
Outside right now, the sun is setting over the French Alps, and it is absolutely beautiful. I’m not quite sure if words really capture it: the light is orange, contrasting with the deep blue of shadows. There are steep slopes all around, covered in coniferous trees which are themselves coated in snow. The tops of the…
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Les Arcs
Yesterday was one of the best days’ snowboarding of my life! In fact, it gets right up there into the ‘best days’ categories, full stop. After a thoroughly reasonable amount of sleep and some vegemite (naturally), Wicklund drove Ros and I to the funiculaire, which we took up to Les Arcs, Paridiski. I was a…
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Limitations
After my brilliant first day’s riding, things went down-hill—and not in the awesome way! Waking up after the previous day’s efforts, I was exhausted and hurt all over. Nevertheless, I was determined to make myself go riding. Lewis drove me up to La Plagne, and I hopped on the lift. La Plagne was significantly icier…
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Overwhelmed: De Panne to Dunkerque
In November last year, and following my 500km Spanish hike, it occurred to me that I should now walk the entire way around Europe. With a long weekend coming up, I decided I’d knock off the Belgian coastline, from Knokke-Heist to De Panne, in a couple of days—and in this year’s xmas downtime period, the…