When I’m writing this, I still have 25 days to go before I have to go back to the Netherlands. The reverse countdown has begun. Walk another trail about 20+ times. Four more times up and down being an Uber driver to the airport. And pack my suitcase 1 more time...
It’s a wrap. After almost six months in America, I need to go home. Need to, not want to. How hard it was during the first weeks, because my autopilot was completely switched off, the easier it is now to find my way. My head is back on autopilot and new routines...
Did you know I am an absolute succer for love? Maybe it’s because I’m a Libra but name any romcom and I’ve seen it. When I see romantic gestures I melt a little bit and when I think back on how my grandparents were so sweet to each other with special...
“Keep Portland weird” is a phrase you see a lot here. Maybe that’s why I feel so at home here. You can, no, you have to be yourself here, no matter how weird you are. No one is surprised by that. It is a warm, creative city that welcomes everyone....
I’ve been in America for four months now. As tough as it was in the first weeks, I find it nowadays so much easier to get around. I easily drive up and down to Seattle to drop off some caviar in the middle of the center (don’t ask me why). I find new...
Take a leap of faith and begin this wondrous new year by believing For as long as I can remember I had one special dream, I wanted to live abroad. Not that I had a specific country in mind, as long as it was away from the Netherlands and close to nature. In November...
