South Africa / LesothoIt was that time again – I was allowed out on my own and so off I went to Southern Africa, bicycle and tent in tow.
It all started off well. But soon the wind - actually it was more of a storm - was blowing right into my face. Dark memories of Iceland came flooding back, literally, as the inevitable occurred and I renewed my acquaintance with huge rain tubes.
To find out what happened next, in the face of heat, wind and mountains, read on here.
Trans Alp"Let's take the safe option and trek over the Alps", thought my girlfriend, not suspecting what would really happen. Weeks of suffering, rain, cold and painful knees were the result.
"I won't to have a normal holiday for once!", she said. But it turned out to be a battle with enormous mountain ridges, blue lakes and icy slopes.
Want to know how the two of us fought our way from Munich to Venice in three weeks, armed with just our rucksacks and a tent? Then click here.
IcelandIn the heat of Central America it became clear to me that the next vacation should be a physically challenging adventure that pushed man and material to its limits. And what better way to do that than go cycling in Iceland? It's a destination that's infamous among cyclists for its wind, rain, mud and rock debris.
There was only one problem... my girlfriend! Two things that should never meet are Iceland and the Woman in High Heels (and certainly not on a bike!) In order to save our relationship, I finally convinced her to let me go with a friend of mine.
Click here to read about our intrepid journey.
MexicoViva Mexico, viva la vida!
Finally - sun, tequila, Mayas and crazy cliff divers!
We could jump off tall rocks too if we wanted to but we never succomb to the urge! Instead, we opted for a peaceful vacation with plenty of culture and lots of hanging- out at the beach during the day and in huts devoid of toilets or sinks at night... Well, we globetrotters have to walk the talk..., right?
Here's more about our trip to Mexico.
Kyrgyzstan"Honey, that doesn't look too good!" I shouted to the Woman in High Heels as she tried to cycle up a 3200 metre high mountain pass of at a rocket speed of 0.3 km per hour.
In a country with 7000-metre peaks and a gigantic mountain range, that's not a pace that gets you up a pass very quickly, as you can probably imagine.
Click here for an account of what we, or should I say what I, experienced with my cycling-loving girl friend.
Dubai / ChinaWhat do you do with a woman who can hardly carry a backpack and always complains as soon as the route goes uphill? A cultural holiday!
So I dragged my girlfriend off to China, the land of the rising sun and a variety of attractions that's hard to beat We explored the Great Wall, the Forbidden City and the terracotta warriors as well as the delights of pickled frogs andsweet hamburgers.
Sound delectable? Read on here for more.