There was meant to be a half marathon by the end of the month May. In my case, there was not. You remember how I thought I was doing fine, with the old sports tracker, which lied? The depression of realizing how slow I actually have been is till looming over me. At this point…
Project Half Marathon – More Gadgets and the Ugly Face of Truth
Remember the activity tracker I bought for this project of running? The Polar A360? Mother on my wrist, commanding and nagging me to move etc.? It is gone now, I assume it is leading an underground criminal organisation somewhere in the metro tunnels of Brussels. It slipped from my wrist one afternoon when I left…
Missing the Mountains – Some Travel Plans
This year our summer holiday will be spent in Finland. We are going there for the first weeks of July, spending a total of 18 days on the go. The plan was first to have a shorter trip to Finland and divide our precious off days a little between different destinations. However I performed a meltdown…
Building a Caravan – The Walls and What Goes Within
Parts one and two of this project are here: #1 – #2 So, now we have acquired most of the stuff, so much so, that we have been able to start the actual building of this thing. In the midway of April, with Waffle’s dad’s determined leadership the walls begun to rise. The walls obviously…
Normandy and Easter – A Perfect Duo
Normandy. The green, softly flowing valleys, glistening sea, shining white cliffs and sky so close you could hug it. Normandy is such a picturesque place, I think my soul has found a second home from its shores. I am always happy to return there, and bring some friends along, like we did this time. Normandy is starting…
Project Half Marathon – Halfway goals
In February we started this silliness of training for a half marathon. It seemed hopeless in the beginning, I had not run in ages and Waffle was completely against the idea of running all together. Well, a month or two down the road and we are still running. Waffle is learning to like it, even…
Building a Caravan – Where to begin?
You should start from the bottom. So we were sitting a while at the drawing table. Thinking out the dimensions and what kind of space we would be comfortable to live in and what would be reasonable to drag behind our car. The internal dimensions are 145 cm of height, 300 cm of length and…
The most beautiful mornings
If you have been following our travels, you might already guess, that this post is not going to be filled with hotel recommendations. Instead this is a list of the 5 most memorable mornings, in the most memorable places around Europe for this duo of travellers. They are listed chronologically, since it would be way too difficult…
Oh lala! C’est Paris!
Mon Dieu! My dear dear friend Miia came visiting again. Before her holiday we worked up a brainstorm, popping out ideas of destinations and things to do there. As I told her about the possibility to go visit Paris, I could hear her exited yelp all the way from Finland. There was not much discussion after…
Home extension on wheels – Our little project.
We have embarked on a journey. A journey towards a better camping life. Hopefully. Might of course also be, that we are turning into Dutch people, or German tourists. I hope not, but you never know. This all started when we spotted one very cute teardrop caravan speeding on a French highway. My eyes met Waffle’s,…
The Gadget Part of Running
Running; what a marvelous excuse for gadgets. So, I have been largely on the resting side of this HalfMarathon project, thanks to a irritatingly persistent flu. A small panic with the deadline creeping closer and closer is apparent. But instead of despair, I have resulted into collecting some external motivation: gadgets. As our shoes are…
From Brand New Sneakers to a Half Marathon
Yeah, so. There was this evening, some alcohol and one pretty persuasive, determined and stubborn colleague. The end result is, that Waffle went and promised that he would partake in a run of 20 kilometres in the coming May 2017. I got attached to that promise as well. Oh dear. As the following day came…
