When I told a friend in Indonesia about the last part of my year-long travelling, his reaction was: ‘wow, you live an amazing life!’. I thought to myself: well, yes, it could be worse. But it could be better as well. And this made me think. It made me think about life in general, about… Continue reading A friend said to me: ‘You live an amazing life!’ Well…. do I?
A bit more than five weeks ago I returned to the Netherlands. I had been traveling for more than one year: I had seen the most amazing landscapes, I had made friends from all around the world and I had learned more about life and the world in these months than in my whole life… Continue reading Returning to something that once was called home
It’s crazy how time can go slowly and fast at the same time. Three months ago (note: written in november 2016) I arrived in Malang, to start my adventure as an English teacher. I didn’t know anything about this city, or even Indonesia as a country. I didn’t know anything about the family I would… Continue reading The Islam from a different point of view
When I left the Netherlands one year ago, some people (read: my mom and dad) were afraid that I would meet the love of my life at the other side of the world and never come back. Well, one year later, I think I did. But don’t panic, it’s not how you might think it… Continue reading Finally, I have found the love of my life
One year ago I had never seen a hostel from the inside, I had never travelled outside of Europe and I never talked in English because I was too afraid to make mistakes (f*ck that, everyone makes mistakes, even in their first language!). One year ago I couldn’t imagine that I would meet the most… Continue reading One year later: what I’ve learned from travelling solo.
My new adventure has started. I flew from Bali to Surabaya, Java, on saturday August 27th, from where a taxi drove me to Malang. Not knowing where exactly I was going and where I would live for the next three months, the taxi dropped me at my new hostfamily. During the ride, which took more than three hours instead of less than two hours because of the trafficjam, I was thinking about my new home. In what kind of house would I live? Small, big? How many people would live there? Could they speak English? I didn’t have an answer for any of these questions, so I just had to wait until I got there.