You don‘t have to sell your loft, break up your relationship or burn bridges at work to become a digital nomad. Or at least to taste the benefits of such lifestyle and see the fruits such mindset has on your creative outcomes. Let Pavla explain you how you can start working as a Digital Nomad in your own city – this is how she did exactly this in Prague
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Auschwitz – how the magnitude of one of the biggest atrosities in human history is still too hard to grasp
Auschwitz is one of those places I’ve always wanted to see. It’s the sight of one of the most grimming occurrences in human history and something we have all seen in books, documentaries and movies. It’s always hard to imagine the size and impact of certain things just looking at pictures of it, and I was hoping a visit here …
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Kazbegi on a Budget.
I am climbing the Kazbegi with M. He was born in a year that punk was declared dead, but that didn’t stop him. On the grey stripes of his red backpack it says ‘total fucking anarchy’, ‘no war but the class war’, ‘wake up’ and ‘peace and love’. M left England with a debt of 200 pounds, so we’re traveling on …
Continue readingCappadocia, the place where I didn’t make pictures of the hot air balloons, but a lot of other people did…
The Australian woman in the bus to Cappadocia was a former employer at the administration department of a university. She had thrown her whole life upside down when she got fired at the age of 58. ‘I’m gonna travel the world and nobody can stop me.’ she told me with devastating enthusiasm ‘After that who knows where?…’ I knew the answer, …
Continue readingIstanbul Street Life: bir çay lutfan and the wifi password please
From my home in Istanbul it is a 45 minutes walk to Taksim Square. From there I look for a nice tea place, drink some tea: I learned my first and only Turkish words: “bir çay lutfan” One tea please, after that effort I smile if I could use the wifi. I walk around a little more and take the ferry to Kadikoy. Here some …
Continue readingIstanbul geeft kleur aan zijn stad
Ken je dat gevoel? Dat je niet weet waarom je ergens naartoe wilt maar wel dat je het gevoel hebt er naartoe te moeten? Dat had ik met Istanbul. Zonder enige voorkennis ben ik met mijn vriend het vliegtuig ingestapt voor 5 dagen Istanbul. Oké het gebrek aan voorkennis is misschien een tikkeltje noodgedwongen door het tijdgebrek hier in Nederland. …
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