It started with a seashell. Not in Spain, not at the end of the world, but in Poland – during one of their bike rides along the Green Velo trail. A small sign of St. James, a roadside symbol, that only paused them for a moment. It intrigued them. It stuck. Then came everyday life. Work, responsibilities, children, the pace of life. Until suddenly, the house fell silent. The children grew up. They took the article "On Two Bikes, with God in the M…
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It started with a seashell. Not in Spain, not at the end of the world, but in Poland – during one of their bike rides along the Green Velo trail. A small sign of St. James, a roadside symbol, that only paused them for a moment. It intrigued them. It stuck. Then came everyday life. Work, responsibilities, children, the pace of life. Until suddenly, the house fell silent. The children grew up. They took the article "On Two Bikes, with God in the M…