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Farm life

i arrive at an unknown busstop after a 6 hour ride. i get off the bus. i look around. an elderly woman called Margaret picks me up and we drive through the mountains. and we drive. and drive. and arrive at a woolshed. Gavin and Shane are shearing the sheep.  I watch and eat bacon&egg pie with cucumber and lettuce. Three hours later Gav

By |February 9th, 2014|

18458.381 km

Bits and pieces of my new zealand journal about traveling 18458.381 km in two days. 2nd Jan. 2014, This is the moment I have waited for all my life. The moment to prove myself and everyone else that I am strong enough to survive on my own. And I will survive. I spend the last day of my old life in town and in my

By |January 20th, 2014|

Definition of home

What is home? I remember seeing my home as the house I lived in until I was three years old, one that is now blurred from the memories of the following years. That was home. As we moved to another town, into the house I have been living in ever since, I got confused. Was that now supposed to be home? But the confusion did not

By |October 7th, 2013|

A Birthday in Dublin

For my 18th birthday in March I decide to travel to Dublin again, with my whole family. Ireland was in 2009 the first country or more like a place where I thought about the future, so I think it is a good place to be when adulthood starts for me. We arrive on Friday night, the day before my birthday. We spend Saturday with

By |August 31st, 2013|

Last week in Colombia

Ser tu partida y tu llegada  quiero nacer desde tu calma déjame ser tus pensamientos saber lo que llevas por dentro – Carlos Vives ☾ On Sunday I say goodbye to my family and watch them leave. I take my suitcase upstairs to the 29th floor and wait for my americans to get ready. We’re on the road again – to

By |August 25th, 2013|

Cartagena in a week

Always remember that the most important thing in a good marriage is not happiness, but stability.”  ― Gabriel Garcí­a Márquez, Love in the Time of Cholera ☾ We arrive on Monday afternoon. The hotel is more like an apartment complex, the whole family (both sides) live here in different rented apartments, from floor 9 to floor 36. We arrive late for the dinner that is planned

By |August 25th, 2013|