The book

100,000 miles of solitude

It took 3 years to ride around the world. That was the easy part. Then it took 2 years to write, rewrite, delete, recover, select and shape-up a collection of stories about it. The worst part was editing. Reading, re-reading, correcting, re-reading. I must have read every story a dozen times. Am I the only author that has a love-hate relation with his book?

Anyway, it is finished. 285 pages of adventure, culture and most of all, butt-pain. A little over a hundred photos add to the ‘tales of the road’.

I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed experiencing it.