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Are those Turkish cruise ships?

The Turkish family that had been on the grounds with us, was nowhere to be seen anymore. Maybe they had enough of the pile of rocks, and left the premises. Maybe they were in the same cistern we ducked into half an hour before. J had gone in first, but …

Home is where the heart is.

I feel like a little history is needed. To me, it feels all connected, and in a way, it has taken me to where I am today. Bare with me, please, or skip ahead, whichever you prefer. Here we go. When my father was 18 years old, he went to …

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Vivi a vida viajando.

Live your life travelling. It’s my advice to anyone who feels like life could use an extra dimension aside from the standard things we are supposed to experience according to society – birth, school, higher education, job, house, marriage, babies, pets, work more, taxes, death. Not necessarily in that order. …

If I have to live once, …

I must have gone completely mental. How is this possible? How can anyone fall so deep, hard, crazy, stupid in love after spending just what… 36 hours in each other’s presence? How can these 36 hours be of such great significance that all I ever do since then is think about …

home is where the heart is

Bittersweet symphony

It’s been less than a week since I came home from my trip to Turkey. My luggage still sits at the side of my sofa, waiting to be unpacked. Apart from the bare necessities like underwair, toothpaste and the little hippo I have had since I was ten days old, …