A beautiful chaotic Journey

  Not sure if it was the best idea to keep the recording on, but it gave us the confirmation that something was not right. So now, finally back from the festival and all a bit drunk, we gathered in the kitchen and everyone agreed to watch the recording at the same time..Nervous, not knowing what to expect, we pressed the play button. I then stopped the recording and asked one last time: Are we sure we want to see this? What you don’t know won’t hurt you, right? We then agreed to just watch it…  A couple of minutes in….no movement on the screen .... A couple of more minutes went by and then we got confronted by reality..  The Airbnb owner.. entered the house via the room we were not allowed to go into…and the messed up part was that he was in his sleeping clothes which really gave us the confirmation that he was sleeping there the whole time. Messed up….Shocked and we really couldn't believe our eyes… He then started walking in the house and really sneaky going into all th...

  Back in the Netherlands and back to reality. An experience richer, which no one can ever take away from me. Extremely blessed that I was given the opportunity to see lots of different countries and experience new cultures. It was so important for me to really step out of my daily comfort zone and be able to reflect on things in life.  I’ve met people all over the world and everyone with their own story trying to figure things out. Some are escaping their lives back home due to family issues, others looking for a better life somewhere else and others working hard to provide for their families back home.  It made me realize how blessed I actually am and that I take a lot for granted actually. But this experience made me realize that it’s really time to make the most of life, cherish all the moments and to be really grateful for the life I’m living. With this mindset, It was time for the next adventure in life. Eyes on the price, meaning eyes on a new goal! What is next? A...

  (Due to writer’s block and holidays, I was unable to upload this blog on time. I still hope that you will continue to read my blog and enjoy this one as well. From now on, I will post my blog weekly on Sunday again. Enjoy) When I woke up, I tried to recall the dream I just had. It wasn’t V.K. who I saw.. It was someone different. It was my grandmother from father’s side playing with my younger self in the kitchen. My grandmother lives in the Netherlands and when I was around 7/9 years old, my grandmother regularly visited us in Suriname. She always stayed at our place and at my aunts. From playing board games together, telling me stories and walking from one place to another. I really enjoyed these times…being young with no worries and being spoiled by her. She also had this secret drink which she made us drink whenever we felt sick. The drink itself was super disgusting but we had to drink it and it somehow made us feel better hahah. But times changed and due to different circum...