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Camping for Burguoise Beginners

Camping for Burguoise Beginners

I open my beautiful notebook, which was one of my birthday presents, to start writing a new adventure. I realise that the cover image is a girl wearing a hat with the legend “The Hatter” and that leads me to think about “The Mad Hatter” and I start wondering if the universe is trying to tell me something. Because this morning, sitting in a train to the unknown (ok, Galashiels, but that sounds less poetic) I came to two important…

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Stockholm: a weekend in the city of the pickled herring

Stockholm: a weekend in the city of the pickled herring

Here I am again, in front of a blank page and ready to fill it to tell you that I’ve been traveling again… It was about time, I hadn’t been on a plane since the end on January and I was starting to have withdrawal symptoms… I moved job again but I’m still not rich nor famous so I had to choose destination as usual: Skyscanner on the Web, what’s the cheapest flight this term? It was Stockholm (£35 for…

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24 hours in Rotterdam

24 hours in Rotterdam

The first hours of the morning passed by in some sort of brain fog that had nothing to do with the weather and a lot with being a grown up lady who is not OK to act as a drink taster in dark dens. I can’t remember if we had breakfast or not but I remember coming back to Belgium in one of those wonderful Flixbuses with super nice drivers (the sarcasm level here is immense). Our next destination was…

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72 hours in Belgium and Netherlands: Antwerp

72 hours in Belgium and Netherlands: Antwerp

Since we ran out of things to see in Eindhoven in the first day, we decided to jump city and country for the second, after having breakfast in the Market Square Market (what a coincidence, that it is a market, and it is in market square). Our destination was Antwerp, aka Antwerpen, or Anviers, or Antuerpia… This city is like me, people call it whatever they like As I told you a couple of posts ago, people in transport info…

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How to spend a (good) day in Eindhoven

How to spend a (good) day in Eindhoven

Eindhoven means something like “the last sections of approximately 14 hectares of land” and I swear by Wikipedia which is my favourite thing on the Internet. That’s economy of language… Following the thread from the previous post, we were in a bus headed to Eindhoven, enjoying that unusual but pleasing feeling of having a blue sky over us, when we ticked off the first item on our to-do in the big city: The Evoluon. Which is a giant spaceship, former…

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72 hours in Belgium and the Netherlands

72 hours in Belgium and the Netherlands

*Translator’s note: this has been translated by myself, the author, whose first language is very obviously not English, so I apologise in advance for whatever makes zero sense. That might not be necessarily due to the translation itself but hey, you’ve been warned* Once finished the long trip through Asian worlds and after having noticeably reduced my savings account to a bunch of scared numbers looking towards a dark negative abyss, a sensible mind such as my own would have…

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Day 12. The beginning of the end – last days in Bali

Day 12. The beginning of the end – last days in Bali

After millions and millions of words and boring the sheep, the rabbits and all the living beasties we approach the end of the Singapobalinese story. For the last working day of our holidays we had hired a tour (a tour for only the two of us, all day with driver and food included for around 85 euros, we were so rich in this country…). The reason we chose this tour is that it had it all. The royal family’s temple, the…

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Day 11. Tourists in the Mist

Day 11. Tourists in the Mist

For our last two days in Bali we had tons of plans (the rush at the end, when you think that you’re leaving Bali and you’ll need another seven years to start to know it a little) so for both days we hired a driver to help us in our adventures. And I feel a little bad again because I remember their faces but not their names. Ah well, it’s their fault for not being called Juan or Pepe, which…

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Day 10: The Road to Ubud

Day 10: The Road to Ubud

Yeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah! That’s the shout of happiness that I let out because I remembered that we’d finally left Kuta, not before confirming that the only bad part of our marvellous hotel was the impossibility of moving around without a wheeled motor vehicle, as we checked on going to the cash machine that morning. We went calmly walking by the pavement (or the available equivalent, that wasflagstones heaped up but never placed…) when we noticed that this also wasn’t a safe space…

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Day 9: Back to Kuta

Day 9: Back to Kuta

In the previous post I said that this was an empty day, and it’s true because it’s difficult to make plans with the tranquility that these people have (and I say tranquility as a euphemism for having ‘square balls’ and ‘instead of blood, horchata’… Translator’s Note: Spanish idioms meaning being very slow and lazy to act, with no sense of urgency). Supposedly we had to take the return boat at 10:15 so after the succulent breakfast that I already described…

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