An interview (in italian) about the trip and being back. Click here to read it (on the nobordersmagazine website).
‘I didn’t imagine to meet other cyclists on this small road!’. This is what a Chinese cyclist tells me and Marco as we meet each other. We would meet him again the following morning at breakfast, which he prepares turning on a fire and cooking a soup that he shares with us, telling us about … More To Chengdu via Secondary Roads
I’ve played for some time with the idea to finish this trip next summer, in Mongolia. I had a rough plan and I even started planning a route through South East Asia, China and Mongolia. But, as it has often already happened, things changed again. A part of this trip is anyway over, both from … More Going Home
This post is about the tour I did last summer in Kyrgyzstan with Urs. Some photos are from Urs, who also helped me writing this. After a last lagman, a last shashlik and a last visit to the bazaar it was time to leave Bishkek: one day was enough for Urs to see a few Soviet … More Yurts and Lakes
The road between Xining and Chengdu goes through mountains, altitudes well over 3000 m, Tibetan villages and monasteries: it really seems to be in Tibet; with ‘real’ Tibet nowadays closed to independent travellers South Qinghai and West Sichuan are great alternatives, but unfortunately I didn’t have the time to explore the area as much as … More Tibetan Grassland and Monasteries in South Qinghai
New post on the nobordersmagazine site (italian only). Click here to read it.
It has been one year since I left Italy. The initial plan was to stay away only one year, but no, I’m not going home soon and I am not riding to Australia anymore. And these are some statistics about last year. For some more detailed statistics, including the route, look at the stats page. … More One Year in Numbers
The first thing I noticed entering the hostel in Bishkek were all the bikes in the garden, there must have been more than 10 cyclists, all waiting for some visas, in that hostel. And I was going to join them for a long time, I soon learned that the Kazak embassy closed the day before … More Killing Time in Bishkek
Leaving Osh I felt in Uzbekistan again: green cultivated fields, warm weather and an endless series of villages, interrupted only by an occasional short climb, were what I rode through for the first couple of days; such a striking difference with the landscape in Tajikistan. I was cycling through the (in)famous Fergana valley, a valley … More Crossing Kyrgyzstan: Yurts, Green Pastures and Mountains