A text about the in between, the last farewell of my grandma and the brief interruption of my journey around the world. Once again a hodgepodge of thoughts.
Travel thoughts. Solo travel. Solo female traveller. Mourning. Nomadic life
I am on my way to Germany, and my heart, my head and my wanderlust are topsy-turvy. My lips peel themselves, and I develop herpes as big as a strawberry on my upper lip.
Je vais bien, ne t’en fais pas. The French film from 2006 has a very nice and catchy title track (which is also played in the trailer). On IMDB, the film gets only 7.4 points despite the young Mélanie Laurent (Inglourious Basterds). I saw it for the first and only time in the evening before my first backpacking trip to Spain. My former roommate and I were supposed to go on a relaxed, cheap and active vacation. She already traveled further and on lower budgets than me. With a backpack each, a...
For three days I went to Helgoland with my grandma. Her father grew up on the island, and together with her children, she continued to visit her aunt during summers. My mother does not seem to have been impressed by the island at the time. As far as I can remember, she was always keener to go to France. The German coast, whether the Baltic Sea or the North Sea, bored her and therefor was presented to us kids as being dull. As a result, I was almost 28 years old when I first laid eyes on what...
Farewells are difficult. I would go so far as to say that I have forgotten how to do it. Through the Internet, a farewell never seems to be absolute and can be mitigated at any time by a Skype conversation. However, nothing can replace time spent with each other and honestly when do you really have a Skype chat? If, like myself, you are leaving for an unspecified period of time farewells suddenly become important. Even if chances are much more likely that I will be back in six months - or if I...
The only thing that is incomprehensible to my father is: why alone? To him, it would be so much nicer if I wouldn't travel alone: "If you have to travel that far at all, travel with a partner!" My previous experiences traveling alone have been very positive. It's incredibly exciting and liberating. Freedom (actual and absolute) is something I experience only then. For trips with one more or several other persons, there is always someone with different a agenda or need. This is not in and off...
There is one and there is none simultaneously. I plan on having longer stays in Russia, somewhere around India and Sydney. For the moment I don't know how I will cross the Pacific or earn money in Russia, but that will be clarified once I am there. First and foremost I have to get there. I will have to conquer the approximately 17.656 km to Sydney. Problems are solved when they present themselves, not in advance, not out of fear that they may present themselves. I will not fly. Not because I am...
This picture was taken in the summer of 2014. Katha, a good friend of mine, took it while hiking the Rhine Valley. Two minutes before this was taken I had promised myself to transform my nebulous dream of traveling the world into a plan and then into a reality. At that point I was studying, I was about to finally, finally, finally (!) finish my degree. As soon as possible I wanted to get out of my claustrophobic student world and leave the university. In 2014 I told everybody about my plans. A...
Soon I plan on writing about my travels. Soon means once I am finally on my way. Soon, when I have the go from all the doctors and managed to organize all that jazz. For the moment I am here figuring out this constructionsite of a blog and what I want to achieve with it. Once I have an idea of how this is going to work for me I will put in the work. Waaaaah! I can't wait - so very excited! If you want to be the first to know when its happening follow me on Instagram, Pinterest and Vimeo!