Four years of saving, weekend work, dreaming and scheming have finally led up to this moment: my summer spent living out of a backpack. My trusted and slightly humongous Berghaus will see me across the plains of Western Europe, along with my journal and camera. Seven countries. Thirty-one days. Let the adventures begin.
Füssen: a town dappled by sunlight beneath jagged peaks west of the castles of Neuschwanstein and Hohenschwangau. Continue reading