Welcome to the story of my world trip. I have started cycling from Paris in April 2017. I am currently in China and in the last leg of my trip!

LATEST POSTS

Why having a Plan can F*ck Us Up

I arrived in at my destination in Hong Kong over a month ago now, and I thought it’s time to start sharing some of the insights I got when crossing the world on a saddle. So I thought i’d make one a blog post about it, but then I realized I have so many things to say that this would end … Read More

Finally… At Destination!

It’s DONE! I Arrived at the border with Hong Kong! After 16 months and 4 days, 18077 kilometers and 24 countries… It’s hard to describe how I feel right now. The end has suddenly come so fast. My entire soul is being carried away by melancholy. I wish this was not over, that I could live everything again. I close … Read More

I made it to China!

I just crossed the border at the Mohan Port from Laos into China ! After 15 months of riding the cycle, I finally arrive at the land of destination! I have a hard time wrapping my head around what just happened. I’ve been looking forward to this moment literally since the last two years. The transition has been gradual. From … Read More

Almost in China !

I am finally entering Thailand and Laos, the last few hundred kilometres before the border of China. Every day now I can feel myself getting closer to the Land of my Destination. It’s hard to describe that feeling, I get flashbacks of my entire one-year journey as I’m approaching it. I still don’t know what’s ahead, but definetly feeling a … Read More

From Headhunter to America’s Next Supermodel : How Modernization Changes Cultures

I really didn’t know what to expect as I made my way into Hongphoi, a small village of notorious headhunters in North-East India. The adrenaline was surging in my blood as I got closer to the bamboo houses. Some villagers greeted me from afar with enthusiasm, raising their straight sickles in the air. In those remote mountains of Nagaland close to the Indian border with Myanmar, I noticed the change in people’s ethnicity and the thinning of people’s eyes.

As I walked into the village, I found the village’s Morung, a large war-ceremony building on top of a hill with a carved monolith. Two young men soon came towards me and offered to show me around. I was relieved to have found a point of entry to that yet unknown and mysterious tribe. They immediately called the village elders to come and greet me. That’s when I saw them: two of the few remaining legendary headhunters. … Read More