Before I went to bed yesterday, I messaged a guy I knew who lives in Auckland. I had tried to get in touch with him previously to let him know that I would be in town, but to no avail. Continue reading
It is 5.30am and I made it – I arrived. Hallelujah! This was a long journey, very long considering I left my apartment on Tuesday morning and now it is Thursday. But, I arrived safely and my suitcase arrived with me. In fact, by the time I got to the luggage carousel it was already on its second lap. Off I went, trying to find out how best to get into the city without spending a fortune. Continue reading
Stop-over in Dubai done. Mitch (sitting in the row in front of me) and I went for a coffee at the airport. It’s good to chat to strangers. Strangers who are also travellers. They are the curios kind. Continue reading
I am going on a long(ish) trip, so I decided to write a travel diary. It will not only be about my adventures and boring details about places I visited, food I ate, random people I met, but also about my reflections, thoughts, fears – true to my ‘normal’ blog it will also feature all the matters of my heart.
Please bear with me, it may not always make sense right away, sometimes never. If you are patient with me I invite you join me on my journey, without prejudices and expectations.
‘But darling, what if you can fly?’
This week the wonderful A Girl in Islington mentioned me (and other wonderful people) in her blog, written as part of the blogger chain ‘Versatile Bloggers Award’ showcasing diversity, writing about seven random facts about oneself. It was not a nomination per se, but certainly a challenge – and I do like a challenge. Continue reading
Where do I start? I kept quite quiet about this one, mostly because I didn’t want to jinx it, but also I wanted to avoid that I’ve told everyone around me and then had to explain to the very same people that it is no more. Continue reading
Today is the big day.
If you would have told me a couple of years ago, that I would make the step to the next decade without hyperventilating and panicking I would have laughed at you. Because back then I did hyperventilate and panic. Big time. I really struggled to come to terms with where I was in life. Which obviously was not what I had envisaged for myself. Not at all. Continue reading
IRL. In real life.
Isn’t it quite astonishing that this is even a phrase? That this is widely used, the hashtag and abbreviation known everywhere? Is it something so special to mark it as ‘real life’ interaction? Why is that? Continue reading
It’s one of those moments, days, weeks. Darker clouds starting to form over my head. In my mind. It really depends when I catch myself and reach out to friends to help me snap out of it. I am getting better at reaching out, but still prefer to keep to myself at those times and suffer silently. Putting on a brave face, smiling on the outside. Always smiling. Continue reading