Like I said in my last blog, my new mantra had become that nothing ever goes as expected. And with that, came the practice of giving up on having expectations to begin with. This is far more difficult that I hoped it would be. Expectations are sneaky little bastards. Making me feel the disappointment when…
Continue reading →After the Living Village festival and some back-to-reality days at my parents and the hospital, it was time to leave the Netherlands again. Off to France to Nibana! The Nibana festival was in immense ride. It started off quite relaxed for Mirte and me. The first 2 days we could just arrive and peacefully land,…
Continue reading →It’s interesting how my stories keep having different twists… I had been fairly stressed out about Lotje her bi-annual check. A mechanic friend of mine had had a look at her. Even though I thought the smoking was a lot less, during the test, there was blackness everywhere… I was feeling really worried about having…
Continue reading →Before I landed Lotje back in the Netherlands, I met up with my aunt at Ecolonie. A community in the North of France. She’s known this place for a very long time and has witnessed its growth into a beautiful place. A place where people can live, come together and can work in with a…
Continue reading →My time in the South of Spain has come to an end. At least for now. These last few weeks, Charlie and I have spent a lot of time in the van together, which has been a lovely experience. He’s even been allowed to drive her. For me, that is a pretty big thing, because…
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