About Restless Pedals The game grew out of a long-held passion for bicycle touring. Packing my life into a few bags and setting off without knowing where I’ll sleep pushes me far outside my comfort zone—but that uncertainty is also strangely addictive. Life on the road is stripped down to the essentials: a single spoon, fork, and knife; two pots and a stove for my kitchen. My winter jacket becomes extra insulation on cold nights, and a rain poncho doubles as protection for the tent’s ventilation when the weather turns. I captured the essence of bicycle travel into Restless Pedals . At its core is limited bag capacity and the constant decision-making that comes with carrying the right items for each journey. Just like real bike travel, preparation matters. Another essential part of the lifestyle is meeting like-minded people and riding together for a while—and that social element is woven directly into the game. Inventory items are intentio...
Nomadic Tales The more I travel, the less I'm willing to spend on accommodation, to the point where I'll happily ride 5 kilometers out of a city and return the next day. It started off almost normal, with a day-on, day-off rhythm during my travels in Morocco, but gradually evolved to skipping a few nights in Portugal and Spain, longer gaps in France, and eventually a firm "no way I'm paying that" attitude by the time I reached Switzerland. In Morocco, prices are incredibly cheap: campsites for 3–5 euros, hostels for 7–10. In Portugal and Spain, I followed the Camino de Santiago, often staying in affordable albergues. France welcomed me with huge empty stretches until I hit Lyon. Few towns felt worth staying overnight for, especially since I found a lake to swim in nearly every day. Hostels in France start at 25 euros a night, campsites usually ask 12 euros for a tent pitch. By the way, the empty stretches in France are part of the “empty diagonal”, a...