Tag: cycling

  • Day 6: Off-route adventures

    Day 6: Off-route adventures

    Last night, I cozied up with a symphony of rain as my white noise, praying it would clock out by morning. As luck would have it, it did clock out but not without dropping a thick fog as its foggy farewell gift. As predicted, the sun burst through, busy clearing the foggy mess, so I…

  • Day 5: Racing rain

    Day 5: Racing rain

    Woke up early to wet windows and streets. The rain had finally caught up with me. Checking the weather, I realized I had enough time to reach my next destination before the skies opened up again. If everything had gone according to plan yesterday, I would’ve just dodged the rain. But now, I was just…

  • Day 4: Road bike to a gunfight

    Day 4: Road bike to a gunfight

    I am so not a morning person. I wake up early, but it takes forever to get going. It’s as if every blink lasts for minutes, and before I know it, two hours have slipped away. Knowing the start would be tough, I geared up for the day. Little did I know, the road ahead…

  • Day 3: Chill thrill

    Day 3: Chill thrill

    Unfortunately for me, my Turkish friend did not show up in the morning before I left, even though I left late, around 8:30. So, I got all day to think about that special bread with cheese and what it actually is, a Turkish delight. Thankfully, Mondays aren’t always blue, this one came to my rescue.…

  • Day 2: The winds of change

    Day 2: The winds of change

    I had a head full of cycling epiphanies, but now, as I try to recall them, it’s like trying to catch smoke with a butterfly net. Arriving at hotel, the only obsession was food. I knew they have a restaurant and I was hoping day one kitchen debacle would not happen again, arriving too late…

  • One day or day one

    One day or day one

    To cut short, i would say very boring long day. However, there is so much more to it. Mornings aren’t my forte. It took me almost two hours to muster the energy to actually start biking, before that, I was going at a sluggish pace. Due to that I instantly started worrying that I will…

  • The night before

    The night before

    As I sit here, mere minutes after my last test ride with all my gear on, the reality is setting in. The clock is ticking down, just hours until the adventure begins. Panic is creeping in like an unwelcome guest. What have I not prepared? What have I forgotten? Normally, I’m the king of planning,…

  • Hello world!

    Hello world!

    Welcome to my blog, Where’s Marin?, where I’ll be documenting my incredible cycling adventure from Copenhagen to Croatia! Over the next few weeks, I’ll be covering around 2800 km of beautiful landscapes, charming towns, and thrilling challenges. Join me as I pedal through Scandinavia and Central Europe, sharing stories, photos, and insights from the road.…