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Nadine Isabella

Hi, ich bin Nadine, 21 Jahre alt und ursprünglich aus Köln. Seit einigen Monaten lebe und arbeite ich zusammen mit meinem Hund Gismo auf einer Pferderanch in Marokko. Auf meinem Blog dreht sich alles um die Themen Backpacking, Roadtrips, Reisen mit Hund und natürlich meine tägliche Arbeit mit den Pferden im Ausland.

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Three years of traveling the world and of course working to finance all that fun, and still I’m so excited about every new destination I’m heading to. Every new place we can discover together. 🐺🇮🇹 This trip to Italy together with my mum and Gismo means so much to me in this time of change. Even I rarely ever got really homesick during my travels, I still missed my family during that time especially at Christmas or birthdays. And as much as I’ll miss this free life on the road, I’m so delighted to live close to my family during my university studies again. 👩‍👩‍👦🐱♥️ #travel #travelwithdogs #casavacanze #girlstravel #venturina #tuscany #italy

Vacanza 🏖🍨🇮🇹@dagmarsleuwen #travel travelwithdogs #italy

Obrigada Portugal, thanks for being my home the last month. I’ll be back one day. 🇵🇹♥️ #travel #nextadventure #travelwithdogs #roadtrip #solotravel #girlstravel #algarve #portugal

As much as I enjoy this trip, and believe me I really do, there’s one thing I miss and keep thinking about constantly- the horses 🐴. It’s not just the riding itself, it’s their presence, this smell of strow, leather and animals, and their welcoming noises when you enter the stable as the first one in the morning. The horses made me feel home in so many different places in the world, Cambodia, Laos, Japan and lately Morocco. Maybe that’s why I already applied for groom and general riding jobs nearby the university, where I’ll start to study in October instead of searching for apartments nearby.🐴🇵🇹 #settingpriorities #keeptraveling #roadtrip #travelwithdogs #volkswagen #girlstravel #solotravel #equestriangirl #portugal

My precious boy ♥️🐺 I used to bandy stories about how wonderful and fulfilling traveling with a dog is. It is but it’s not always easy. Especially when you travel with an older dog, especially with a breed used to the cold and an enormous compulsion to move. Breeds such as Gismos require some special care cause Huskys as well as German Shepherds are extremely energetic, tireless but also in the need of refreshing specially during hot Portuguese summers as this one. Yesterday we climbed mount Foia, the highest mountain of the Algarve region and as you can see on the picture, had a gorgeous view over the mainland. Already in the early morning hours it was extremely hot and Gismo definitely needed a swim somewhere. After around four kilometers we reached a small waterfall that allowed him to cool down a bit but we still had more then one and a half hours of return trip to the bus and this under the relentless hot sun without any shadow. During the way back I feared he wouldn’t make it. Seriously! The first time in the ten years Gismo is with me, I was afraid he wouldn’t manage the way. He struggled to be able to keep up with me and to continue up the steeply hills. I was afraid he would dehydrate even I gave him water from time to time and I know by now this an reasoned apprehension. Luckily we made it back safely, found another small lake for him to swim and to calm down the body temperature. This horrible experience showed me once again the importance of intensive planning and even more remarkable, how quick everything can be over. The thought of losing this dog’s scaring me. Gismo is so much more then just a dog, he means all the world to me and I’ll try to ensure his wellbeing at all time. But that’s impossible because dogs are just living beings as we’re and one day they get old, one day they die. I just hope it’s still a long time until then because we have so much more to see. 🚌🐺💁🏼‍♀️🌍 #travelwithdogs

So much of who we are is where we have been. 🌍♥️ #travel #travelwithdogs #solotravel #roadtrip #girlstravel #vanlife #portugal

20 years later ❤️ Portugal isn’t just a beautiful place where I decided to travel to because I had to leave Morocco and nowhere else to go. It’s actually the opposite, I planned to travel to Portugal already long time ago but somehow it never worked out. It’s the country my father always wanted to move to after his retirement. Unfortunately this never happened and will remain an unfulfilled dream. It’s the country my parents travelled first alone and later with me as a baby. 20 years ago... Of course I don’t remember this time but for sure I remember all the stories they shared with me, all the pictures they showed me and I remember this gleam of happiness and desire in my fathers eyes when he dreamed about Portugal. The last couple of days I followed their previous travels, the beaches, cities like Tavira or Sagres and now the Cap. The German sausage imbiss in the background of the picture for example was the place my father already ate his lunch 20 years ago. So this travel is of course very emotional and sometimes a bit challenging for me because of some repressed memories. That’s the reason why I’m very quite on the blog, Instagram and Facebook lately. Death is final and as much as you wish to return to the past, it won’t happen. So at least we can try to honor the people we lose and don’t forget about them. ⭐️ https://youtu.be/CdqoNKCCt7A #portugal

Day 5 in Portugal started so promising. I drove the 60 km from Tavira to Falesia beach during the early morning hours, spend half the day swimming with Gismo in the ocean and admiring the beautiful, rough cliffs of central Algarve. ☀️ 🏊‍♀️🐺 Day 5 ended with overall three stops at car repair shops. The third mecanic’s now thinking of accepting the challenge, weld an rusted through fuel tank. The actual problem started already during my last night in Morocco. When I filled up the tank completely, the fuel started to flow out uncontrollably. The boys fixed it extemporarily but already during the long drive to Ceuta the following day, the tank started leaking again. I just hope the mecanic will solve the problem soon and according to my financial possibilities. So day number 5 was a challenge again but also full of sunshine, fresh seafood and happy moments with the doggie on the beach. 🇵🇹 🇵🇹 🇵🇹 #ethättnochimmerjotjejange #travel #travelwithdogs #girlstravel #solotravel #roadtrip #vwtravel #algarve #portugal

Morocco ❤️ After nine months I’m back on the European continent. I was forced to leave Morocco because of visa issues and the expired permission of the bus. A foreign car can stay each year just six months in Morocco, that’s why the caravan had to leave the country on 28th June. Even it’s not a question that I’ll return to Morocco rather sooner than later I felt so sad, lonely and confused the first couple of hours alone on the road. To not have the horses around, familiar faces and friends, to not hear Arabic and not to follow my usual daily routine is so strange. Also dealing with the technical problems my bus is currently challenging me with like a serious leak at the gas tank is quite difficult for me. I always find solutions but some hurdles seem just insurmountable first especially when you’re left to your own resources. This are this kind of moments where I sometimes ask myself why I actually chose the adventurous way of traveling and not just book an all inclusive holiday. And then after days like today, my first day in Portugal’s beautiful Algarve, I start to remember why I love this lifestyle. Nothing is more rewarding then sleeping in your own van under the starry clear sky, getting woken up by the first rays of the sun in the morning and the birds singing, spending the day on the beach and exploring the nearby villages and returning in the evening to your home on wheels, prepare your and your dog‘s food and plan the next stage of the journey. So even if my thoughts are still in Morocco and I‘m already planning my return, I‘m looking so much forward to the next weeks of traveling in Portugal with Gismo by my side. #travel #roadtrip #volkswagen #girlstravel #solotravel #vanlife #travelwithdogs #algarve #portugal

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Three years of traveling the world and of course working to finance all that fun, and still I’m so excited about every new destination I’m heading to. Every new place we can discover together. 🐺🇮🇹 This trip to Italy together with my mum and Gismo means so much to me in this time of change. Even I rarely ever got really homesick during my travels, I still missed my family during that time especially at Christmas or birthdays. And as much as I’ll miss this free life on the road, I’m so delighted to live close to my family during my university studies again. 👩‍👩‍👦🐱♥️ #travel #travelwithdogs #casavacanze #girlstravel #venturina #tuscany #italy

Vacanza 🏖🍨🇮🇹@dagmarsleuwen #travel travelwithdogs #italy

Obrigada Portugal, thanks for being my home the last month. I’ll be back one day. 🇵🇹♥️ #travel #nextadventure #travelwithdogs #roadtrip #solotravel #girlstravel #algarve #portugal

As much as I enjoy this trip, and believe me I really do, there’s one thing I miss and keep thinking about constantly- the horses 🐴. It’s not just the riding itself, it’s their presence, this smell of strow, leather and animals, and their welcoming noises when you enter the stable as the first one in the morning. The horses made me feel home in so many different places in the world, Cambodia, Laos, Japan and lately Morocco. Maybe that’s why I already applied for groom and general riding jobs nearby the university, where I’ll start to study in October instead of searching for apartments nearby.🐴🇵🇹 #settingpriorities #keeptraveling #roadtrip #travelwithdogs #volkswagen #girlstravel #solotravel #equestriangirl #portugal

My precious boy ♥️🐺 I used to bandy stories about how wonderful and fulfilling traveling with a dog is. It is but it’s not always easy. Especially when you travel with an older dog, especially with a breed used to the cold and an enormous compulsion to move. Breeds such as Gismos require some special care cause Huskys as well as German Shepherds are extremely energetic, tireless but also in the need of refreshing specially during hot Portuguese summers as this one. Yesterday we climbed mount Foia, the highest mountain of the Algarve region and as you can see on the picture, had a gorgeous view over the mainland. Already in the early morning hours it was extremely hot and Gismo definitely needed a swim somewhere. After around four kilometers we reached a small waterfall that allowed him to cool down a bit but we still had more then one and a half hours of return trip to the bus and this under the relentless hot sun without any shadow. During the way back I feared he wouldn’t make it. Seriously! The first time in the ten years Gismo is with me, I was afraid he wouldn’t manage the way. He struggled to be able to keep up with me and to continue up the steeply hills. I was afraid he would dehydrate even I gave him water from time to time and I know by now this an reasoned apprehension. Luckily we made it back safely, found another small lake for him to swim and to calm down the body temperature. This horrible experience showed me once again the importance of intensive planning and even more remarkable, how quick everything can be over. The thought of losing this dog’s scaring me. Gismo is so much more then just a dog, he means all the world to me and I’ll try to ensure his wellbeing at all time. But that’s impossible because dogs are just living beings as we’re and one day they get old, one day they die. I just hope it’s still a long time until then because we have so much more to see. 🚌🐺💁🏼‍♀️🌍 #travelwithdogs

So much of who we are is where we have been. 🌍♥️ #travel #travelwithdogs #solotravel #roadtrip #girlstravel #vanlife #portugal

20 years later ❤️ Portugal isn’t just a beautiful place where I decided to travel to because I had to leave Morocco and nowhere else to go. It’s actually the opposite, I planned to travel to Portugal already long time ago but somehow it never worked out. It’s the country my father always wanted to move to after his retirement. Unfortunately this never happened and will remain an unfulfilled dream. It’s the country my parents travelled first alone and later with me as a baby. 20 years ago... Of course I don’t remember this time but for sure I remember all the stories they shared with me, all the pictures they showed me and I remember this gleam of happiness and desire in my fathers eyes when he dreamed about Portugal. The last couple of days I followed their previous travels, the beaches, cities like Tavira or Sagres and now the Cap. The German sausage imbiss in the background of the picture for example was the place my father already ate his lunch 20 years ago. So this travel is of course very emotional and sometimes a bit challenging for me because of some repressed memories. That’s the reason why I’m very quite on the blog, Instagram and Facebook lately. Death is final and as much as you wish to return to the past, it won’t happen. So at least we can try to honor the people we lose and don’t forget about them. ⭐️ https://youtu.be/CdqoNKCCt7A #portugal

Day 5 in Portugal started so promising. I drove the 60 km from Tavira to Falesia beach during the early morning hours, spend half the day swimming with Gismo in the ocean and admiring the beautiful, rough cliffs of central Algarve. ☀️ 🏊‍♀️🐺 Day 5 ended with overall three stops at car repair shops. The third mecanic’s now thinking of accepting the challenge, weld an rusted through fuel tank. The actual problem started already during my last night in Morocco. When I filled up the tank completely, the fuel started to flow out uncontrollably. The boys fixed it extemporarily but already during the long drive to Ceuta the following day, the tank started leaking again. I just hope the mecanic will solve the problem soon and according to my financial possibilities. So day number 5 was a challenge again but also full of sunshine, fresh seafood and happy moments with the doggie on the beach. 🇵🇹 🇵🇹 🇵🇹 #ethättnochimmerjotjejange #travel #travelwithdogs #girlstravel #solotravel #roadtrip #vwtravel #algarve #portugal

Morocco ❤️ After nine months I’m back on the European continent. I was forced to leave Morocco because of visa issues and the expired permission of the bus. A foreign car can stay each year just six months in Morocco, that’s why the caravan had to leave the country on 28th June. Even it’s not a question that I’ll return to Morocco rather sooner than later I felt so sad, lonely and confused the first couple of hours alone on the road. To not have the horses around, familiar faces and friends, to not hear Arabic and not to follow my usual daily routine is so strange. Also dealing with the technical problems my bus is currently challenging me with like a serious leak at the gas tank is quite difficult for me. I always find solutions but some hurdles seem just insurmountable first especially when you’re left to your own resources. This are this kind of moments where I sometimes ask myself why I actually chose the adventurous way of traveling and not just book an all inclusive holiday. And then after days like today, my first day in Portugal’s beautiful Algarve, I start to remember why I love this lifestyle. Nothing is more rewarding then sleeping in your own van under the starry clear sky, getting woken up by the first rays of the sun in the morning and the birds singing, spending the day on the beach and exploring the nearby villages and returning in the evening to your home on wheels, prepare your and your dog‘s food and plan the next stage of the journey. So even if my thoughts are still in Morocco and I‘m already planning my return, I‘m looking so much forward to the next weeks of traveling in Portugal with Gismo by my side. #travel #roadtrip #volkswagen #girlstravel #solotravel #vanlife #travelwithdogs #algarve #portugal

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