*This book by Jan Walraven is written in Dutch and although it's probably not translated, I found it interesting enough to share here on the blog. The title could be...
Can you see the millions of flies circling around us? Never before did I see such buzzing clouds rising from the grasses. When we arrived at the farm we saw...
It's been a few years but I've always knew that we'd go back. There is something about the landscapes of Iceland that I haven't found anywhere else.
The first day of...
Even when you expect it in some way, having to say goodbye always comes as a shock. Suddenly any later, any plans or dreams get canceled and although I couldn't...
A long bus trip brought me from postcard Dalarna with snow on the roofs all the way to a gloomy Stockholm where the rain would accompany all day during the...