I will have one week “back home” and I don’t need much time to think about the things I want to do. First of all, ‘home‘ is a word I see different in comparison to many other people. Secondly, going for one week to the place where I have my roots means seeing friends and family. Lastly, it means I get a chance to do the things I always used to do and buy casual items I used to have around me. ...read more!
After a lot of flights, many different countries, making plans with my viking, diving every day multiple times, moving from one place to another and trying to make each place our home for a few months, I finally got the time to write you something again! Yes, I’m sorry it took me so long! I think you’ll understand though, that my lifestyle isn’t one with many computer hours anymore. …read more!
Every once in a while people ask me and my boyfriend when we will settle down. Once we do settle down, they will ask us when we will get married and after that, when we will have kids. The big questions always remains:
Where are you going to settle down then?”
We never have an answer. Not when or where. At least not yet. …read more!
A disquiet feeling goes from my teeth down into my toes when I realize that it’s time to leave. It’s time for a trip – a new destination – and that means I will have to say goodbye once again. The house that became my home, our home, has to be cleaned and things need to be packed. Goodbye diners and drinks with the people we’ve met turn into a full agenda filler. People that became close friends in such a short time. Whether I’m staying somewhere for two week or for six months, it doesn’t really matter. Saying goodbye doesn’t get any easier, even though it’s not a farewell forever. The place where I have found my rhythm – a way to fit with the local style – now has to wait for my return. …read more!