Who said this was the end?

After 33 days of personal enrichment, 12,500 kilometers of fun and sun in eight dream cities, we’re back where it all started – home sweet home. Needless to say, we’re a tad exhausted, but infinitely proud of all the experiences lived at the same time.

A quick mental-rewind takes us to … the hours of coexistence in the zeppelin. Our nerves that first day in Paris. The home-cooked dinner that Neils from Amsterdam prepared for four strangers: us. The fine-tuning our hips enjoyed practicing hoola-hoop in a Berlin park. The semi-debacle in Prague. The Budapest birthday bash that wrapped up at seven in the morning. The unequalled hospitality shown by Istambul’s citizenry. The night-life in Barcelona.

Regardless of whether this ExperienceLess journey is considered a success, the sense of achievement will forever occupy a prominent place in our hearts.

Even though our zeppelin trip has concluded, the spirit of ExperienceLess is still alive. From now on, it’s our intention, to “throw ourselves down” with our sign whenever we can. Not just as a pretext for filling up this blog, but because we can’t think of a more fun and spontaneous way to get to know cities and their people. Besides, it’s one of the coolest things any of us has ever done.

That’s why we encourage you to do the same. Crazy as it seems, just “thrown down” that sign and don’t hesitate to enlist help from locals and get ready for anything on earth to happen. If you can manage to tape, record, or otherwise document your experiences, send them on to us at: experienceless@gmail.com and, well, hunky-dory.