I have absolutely no excuses. I came home to Valencia nearly two weeks ago and am still landing. If I wasn’t such an unpacking freak my...

Outside the city is taking a long tropical shower. Like a voyeur I’m sipping my coffee inside, all fluffy in my peignoir. Windows open...

Hello wide awake heart beating to the rhythm of caffeine! It’s evening and I’m dipping speculaas (I refuse to call it biscoff) in my...

Last week was a funny one. The best way to explain the realm I was moving in is: jetlagged or in limbo between dream and reality,...

The first days of November are to remember those who have passed on to other realms and to reflect on death. I decided to do this by...

Today I received a letter. Nothing special, you might think. Well, think again baby, because this letter is literally a blast from the...

Oh how the night changes life as we know it people are less aware shame vanishes, embarrassment is nonexistent dancing is the new...

As soon as I knew I was moving to Spain, I had one mission in mind: to go to Nowhere. Even though this festival has been on my burning...

Welcome to my Sunday eve setup. White wine fresh raspberries a house smelling of brownies chocolate everywhere. Fueled up on the same...

Last week I did something that scared me. It still makes me nervous thinking about it and it has been making me nervous for many years....

Core Festival. What the hell are you? Not the love child of Rock Werchter and Tomorrowland, as we all expected. Maybe the morning after...

So we went on an enchanted holiday. Magical as time tricked us into believing we went somewhere far and foreign for a week or two. In...

I started travelling when I was 19, working in Greece for the summer. Then off to Spain to study, Nepal for an internship and that was...

Holy moly! Again, nearly a month has passed since I flipped open my laptop and wrote a good ol’ blog post. I’ve been all over the place...

Dude. I’ve been neglecting my blog, journals and notebooks for a month now. One month of living in absolute blissland named Kiwiburn and...

What just happened? Since I work full time (how do people do this their entire lives??) my tiny two day weekends are holy as the pope...

When days start off grey, I can’t help but feel mellow. Wearing nostalgia like a warm woollen sweater wherever I go. These days make me...

With the end of summer, my favourite Brussels festival comes around. Hidden in the dark of the beautiful Royal Park is a stage adorned in...

I find it so wonderfully easy to live at festivals. I’ve been doing it for nearly fifteen years, so I found the hacks and blended my own...

Two weeks ago I saw a concert that moved my heart outside of my body. Music, poetry, theatre doing things to me I couldn’t quite handle....