Henk's Life & Adventure Journal

Home sweet home

Home sweet home

There I am. At the airport in Amsterdam. After a 14 hour flight from Singapore. With a big smile on my face. And yes, he is there too, my worn-out bike that I have taken out of the box before…
The creepy creature

The creepy creature

It’s dark. I lie in death silent in my tent. At least for five minutes I hear something snooping around. This time it’s not a wild dog. No, it should be something smaller, maybe a big spider. With my head…