Well, the first day in the saddle couldn’t have gone any smoother! I picked up my bike in Ljubljana at 10 a.m., set up my navigation, hit record on my route tracker, and off I went. Before I knew it, I’d already clocked 21.5 kilometres. Now, I wasn’t exactly racing along like the Lycra-clad speedsters
When you wander through the charming streets of Ljubljana, it’s impossible to miss the dragon. Perched proudly on the Dragon Bridge, stamped on the city’s coat of arms, and celebrated in local culture, the dragon is more than just a striking symbol — it’s the heartbeat of Slovenia’s myths, identity, and pride. The Ljubljana Dragon
My adventure kicked off in Guadalajara Airport when my suitcase lost a wheel before I even checked in 🧳➡️🛞💨 Now it’s limping its way to Slovenia for a well-deserved retirement in the rubbish bin 🗑️. After 2.5 hours stuck on tarmacs in Guadalajara and Madrid ⏳✈️, Iberia “fed” me something my stomach is still filing
Just need to tweak my plans a little. After fracturing my wrist on July 12, I’ve been told to get it re-x-rayed before I leave Mexico on the 8th. I’ll send the results to my physio, and she’ll let me know if the brace has to stay on a bit longer. So for now, I’m