Girls’ weekend in Rome in November, again…
…but it does not happen often enough, is what we say each time we say goodbye to each other after a few intensive days. This time our destination was Rome. In November! Still… Continue reading
…but it does not happen often enough, is what we say each time we say goodbye to each other after a few intensive days. This time our destination was Rome. In November! Still… Continue reading
“…you should stop doing silly things like this” my dear husband told me, whilst we were riding our bikes on a pitch-dark road from Puerto Viejo to Playa Chiquita. Not being totally unconscious, I… Continue reading
There was not much planning in advance for the Costa Rica trip (in my first idea we were heading somewhere different 🙂 ) but I still wanted to have a rough idea of the… Continue reading
As most Sunday mornings, today I also followed my swimming ritual. Others go to church on that day, I connect best to whatever is above us while gliding through the water. I had… Continue reading
My Christmas wish was not fulfilled: Nobody walked up to me and told me I could, in the future, plan my trips only, explore the world, meet all kinds of different people, learn from… Continue reading
What were we thinking when deciding to get up before 5am to catch a flight? Certainly not how tired we would be once the day would come to an end. The ones who read my… Continue reading
I admit it! I am addicted to traveling, a victim of the Wanderlust – a very strong or irresistible impulse to travel – curious to discover new places, its people and their way of… Continue reading
My bike takes me to the city center. 6km and roughly 20 minutes and no country flags anywhere along the road, no nervous car driver honking his horn at another driver , no… Continue reading
Casablanca? But why do you go to Casablanca, what will you do there? I have heard there is nothing to do, it is just industry, it is not really nice, nothing to visit!!!… Continue reading