There's something about a first time that makes it unforgettable. And I'm not just talking about first kisses and all that sappy shit, no, the exact same goes for slightly illegal stuff such as spray painting a wall. Honestly, I don't think I'll ever forget my first attempt at being a street artist. I'd bought two spray cans from what little money I made at internship, cut out a stencil and the rest... the rest...
Every now and then I try to be a serious travel blogger. I write about a place I visited and tell about the things I did there. That's all nice and stuff, but I feel like I never capture the way a place made me feel. So while I was in Edinburgh, I tried something different. I wrote down my loudest and most random thoughts and put them all together in one weird blog post...
The Elephant House caught my eye on my first day in Edinburgh for the simple reason that it had the word 'elephant' on the front. After a brief moment of freaking out because I love elephants and the place looked cool, I walked on to discover more of the city with my travel buddy Zach. It wasn't until the next day that I noticed the sign in the window that informed me that J.K. Rowling...
I remember pretending to meditate when I was a kid. My friend and I would sit on the floor, then hold a contest: whoever said OOOOOOOOOOOOM the loudest would win. That was until she decided to yell PING, which I thought was so funny that I let her win that round. Of course none of this had anything to do with actual meditation. Yet still I've always believed I'd never meditate in my life because...
*KRACK* That's not the kind of sound you want to hear, especially not if it's coming from inside your knee. My left knee was exactly where this sound was coming from on a sunny day near the start of March. I ignored it, until I couldn't walk anymore. I went to the doctor, who told me not to cycle, climb stairs or climb mountains. Then I went to Edinburgh and ignored all of my doctor's advice when an American...
January 2017 started with me feeling very bad about this year. Things just didn't feel right. I just knew something big and bad was going to happen. It didn't take long for me to discover what this big and bad thing was: my boyfriend and I decided to break up. It hurt like hell. We didn't break up because of feelings, but because of mental health issues messing with us both. So there I was,...
Over the past couple I've weeks I've been running through five cities in three different countries to feed my street art addiction. I ended up with loads and loads of pictures of just about every piece of street art that caught my eye and happily posted quite a few of them on my blog and on Instagram. But as I was scrolling through the pictures the other day, I noticed that quite a few of...
No Marvel or DC on the blog today. No, I decided to throw something new in the mix. You see, I'm Dutch and no matter how American I may sound when I speak English, Dutch is what I am and I am freaking proud of that. So instead of verbally freaking out over some big shot American comic like I usually do, I thought I'd introduce you to one of my favorite Dutch comics ever:...
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