My personal Fisherman’s Trail recap truly began the moment the plane doors sealed shut, dropping me back into Czech reality. I rolled in around 7:30 PM, greeted by the most wonderful welcome imaginable. My family had hidden by the house, and their joyful shouts instantly reminded me why coming home from a trip feels so

Well, here we are. Time to head home, back to the family and all the grown-up stuff. All good things must end, but man, this one was worth every single step! I absolutely soaked up every moment of the entire Fisherman’s Trail adventure, the good bits and the tough ones alike. Honestly, I’m looking forward to getting

After epic days on the coast, it was time to shift gears and head for the Portuguese capital. The Fisherman’s Trail left a good chunk of kilometers under my belt, but that just makes the contrast with modern Lisbon all the more enjoyable. Today was all about the journey and a first peek at the Oriente district.