Here it is 6 months Working/Holiday (not so much Holiday) In NZ. Why it took me so long to jot it down? Partially because there wasn’t much to write about and when there was I couldn’t put it into words without being, rude and insulting. But the dust settled and the clouds disappeared. Enjoy the bare truth of a personal experience… Read More The hollow city in the land of plenty
Sometimes I march in place. The world around me becomes silent and I can’t see clearly. But that’s when I hear it… My heart, my biggest fears and insecurities, my deepest desires, I try to listen to it all cause they are all part of that great big symphony, I try to find the rhythm and learn to dance… Read More The Continuous Circuit
The Coco Shop Because banana’s don’t lend themselves to crafting, coconuts seemed the best material to start a monkey business with. Here a preview of what will be: Source: Monkey Business (Preview)
You know that euphoric feeling that generates from your deepest core? That’s exactly how I feel. For the occasion I invite the band Canned Heat to play “Going Up The Country”, the Grateful Dead stops by to smoke some . The song supports the birds lullabies, my friends dance around naked in the garden, and the water tastes like wine. We sing “you’ve got a home as long as I’ve got mine.” I let myself fall into the delusion of being in the middle of nowhere, deep in nature until the center of my pale face turns bright red.… Read More Hobbits, Hippies and Hardware
In this blog: Closing one book and opening another with blank pages waiting for new reminiscences to be created.
A bit of dissing French youngsters, speaking my mind about other things. Trying to fall in love… I have moved to New Zealand. … Read More When loves comes to town
Entries from my diary. A glimpse into the past. Somewhere at the Atlantic ocean…… Read More What happens long after sunset
The definition of travelling is moving from A to B. And sometimes that’s really all it is. But naturally there are a few significant facts worth mentioning.
Rounding up South America with Machu Picchu as last treat.… Read More One New Sun
Originally posted on Drifting Monkey:
For about two weeks our eyes and ears were fouled up by idyllic, original Amazon villages. Our arrival to Iquitos was therefore rather intense. “An impressive slap in the face” was the best definition I could come up with in the previous blog. The little boat we took from Mazan…
How the Belen market blew my mind and how mother nature put it all back together.
We traveled from Iquitos to the the jungle; Pacaya Samiria National Reserve. … Read More The Jungle… Where the magic happens
A lot of boats, in all diffrent sizes and shape,s took us from El Coco (officially Puerto Francisco de Orellana) to Ecuadors border town Nuevo Rocafuerte, then to Pantoja, just over the border of Peru.
Here our patience was tested as schedules for cargo boats seem to be non-existent.
But she came and we had a most intresting experience. With ship Arabella, to Mazan and one last boat ride finally took us to Iquitos!… Read More Ow Arabella, lets drift…