zondag 13 juni 2010

The Graduate


Today, after 2.5 hours of sweating over linear programming and multiple regressions, I left the exam room overwhelmed. The Last Day of Bachelor. Four years, many countries, hundreds of faces and places. And now its all over and everything must start anew. And there will be twice as many people and places.
I can't forget that night in my first week in Breda, when I just met my roomies, we had dinner and watched The Motorcycle Diaries and The Beach. And we talked. I think it was those people who inspired me to travel the world and visit all these places that I've been to. Looking back and remembering them is enough to push me away from the Earth and head for Pluto. And they are also all over the place. London, Colombia, Italy, Spain and I don't even know where else. I know I will see you again. Soon.
Tomorrow, I am heading down south – my first crossing of the Equator and entering the Southern hemisphere. I have always wanted to visit Bali. Since the 6th grade Geography class. I will tell you all about it in about 20 days.

Summer

How is this for a summer:

Macau-HongKong-Singapore-Jakarta-Bali-Jakarta-Singapore-HongKong-Macau(bummer)-HongKong-Kuala Lumpur-Amsterdam-Breda-Bruge/Antwerp/whatever-Brussels-Sofia-Svilengrad-Plovdiv-StaraZagora-mountains-beaches-Varna-Razgrad-someplaceinRomania-Svilengrad/Plovdiv/(.....)/Sofia - Brussels-Breda -(?)- Edinburgh.

Damn.

dinsdag 1 juni 2010

The Brian Wilson Syndrome


There are songs that you listen to over and over again, but every time the cords, the voice and the lyrics will reveal new layers of meaning. My day seems incomplete if I don't peel at least one of the layers of Surf's up. I peel it, look at it under a magnifying glass, dump it in the trash bin, all proud and contented, only to find it smiling back at me from the headphones.