Month: June 2015
After many years of fast travel, I now try to embrace the charm of taking it slow(er), even though it has its challenges on its own.
It’s been a strange couple of weeks for me. I’ve been in four very different countries over the past four weeks. That’s not really strange. What is strange is how familiar they all felt.
For a long time already, I decided to stick with the idea that home is the place where I stay and sleep. But even so, it still makes me wonder, what is home for me, and for all those others who live away from their home country or town?
I used to hate the idea of going to Scotland. In the last couple of years though, I’ve really enjoyed my visits, and I wonder whether it’s the country that has changed or is it me.
Sometimes you take things so much for granted that you might forget how valuable they are.
Whenever I’m in a remote or particularly spectacular place in the world, one strange thought always appears in my mind.
For months, Sandra, Annelies, and I have been looking forward to our trek in Peru, we carefully prepared and trained, knowing it would be physically demanding. And even though our trip turned out quite different to how we expected, we almost loved every moment of it. At least in retrospect.
Leonie thinks I pack too quickly, that I don’t give it enough thought or take enough care. The opposite is true; I take a lot longer than she does.
Packing for a journey has always been a challenge for me. At the beginning, I feel the excitement, but when the moment of packing comes, the challenge begins.