“Just living is not enough,” said the butterfly, “one must have sunshine, freedom, and a little flower.”
― Hans Christian Andersen, The Complete Fairy Tales
I was on Goodreads earlier today and this quote really resonated with me. No, I don’t think of flowers as essential but, I love visiting markets when I travel (as evidenced in this post) so seeing the words “flower” and “freedom” (freedom equals travel to me) in the same sentence took me to the flower market in Bangkok.
So I thought I’d share with you a few pictures from the day I spent leisurely walking in it.
Some places are beyond description, even the best photographs don’t do them justice. San Pedro de Atacama in the north of Chile is one of them. I was lucky enough to spend 4 days there this past September, but had I known beforehand how mesmerizing the experience would be I would have scheduled my holidays so I could stay longer.
Magical places like that are few and far in between so I know I will return one day, I owe it to myself to return there once more, not sure when, but I will. Meanwhile I’ll dream of the spots I missed and lose myself in the photographs of the ones I didn’t.
Continue reading “San Pedro de Atacama”
We all have “dream” destinations, places we’ve always wanted to go. And I don’t mean somewhere belonging in a bucket list of places to visit before you die. I mean, the destinations that are so eccentric and out of reach that you don’t even dare put on your bucket list. The type of place nobody you know has ever been to, yet, you dream of going. Continue reading “Rapa Nui, the land of the Moai.”
When we think of iconic structures they tend to be intrinsically related to where they are located. If I say Eiffel tower you will automatically say Paris, Statue of liberty equals NYC; Colosseum equals Rome, etc. But for some reason some iconic structures don’t seem to follow this logic. Take for example Rapa Nui’s giant monolithic statues aka Moais? If I don’t show you a picture do you even know what is a Moai? And if you do, do you know where they are?
What is it that makes some landmarks be so inherently associated with their surroundings and others not?
Don’t worry, this isn’t going to be a long essay on his poetry, his life as a diplomat, his role in Chilean politics, it’s not even a short bio on the man. Because if that’s what you wanted you wouldn’t have come to a travel blog right? Instead I’m going to talk to you about his houses.
Continue reading “A Sailor on shore: Pablo Neruda”
To say that Vicuña is a quaint little town in the Atacama desert is to scratch the surface of the place that Gabriela Mistral – Noble prize for Literature in 1945 – called home and where she wrote so much of her poetry.
Vicuña is in the Elqui Valley, a valley famous for its “out-of-this-world experiences” and for wine production thus most people who make their way there are either trying to see UFOs, contact aliens or have some good wine. Continue reading “Vicuña, an often unnamed gem in the desert.”
Sunday evening on the phone:
Him: I have to go to La Serena for work do you want to accompany me?
Me: Sure, I’d love to go! I’ve never been there! Well, I work Tuesday and Thursday so any day after that would be awesome.
Him: We could go Tuesday night and come back Wednesday night…
Me: that’s 500kms just one way…
Him: Yes, but I don’t mind the driving, I’ve done it before many times.
Me: (laughing) ok, sure! why not? let’s go!
And that’s how I spent 48 hours awake treating myself to the beauties of the Norte Chico (small north) of Chile. Continue reading “Massive impromptu road trip? Why yes ofcourse!”
“Raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens
Bright copper kettles and warm woolen mittens
Brown paper packages tied up with strings
These are a few of my favorite things”
Although I’ve loved that song since the first time I heard Maria sing it I don’t really relate to any her favourite things, well, maybe the crisp apple strudels.
But if I were to write my own version of the song what would I list?
Continue reading “My Favourite Things”
If we are what we eat then there’s no better way to get an insight into different cultures than a visit to their local fresh produce market.
They exist everywhere yet are always unique because they not only reflect their local produce but also their local culture and economy. Nowhere was this more obvious to me than in the floating markets of Bangkok. I mean, come on, a floating market?
Continue reading “Markets, Markets, Markets!!!”
I travel long-term, she doesn’t. I’m minimalistic and couldn’t care less what brand my shoes or bag are. She has around 40 pair of shoes and will spend a fortune on a handbag if it’s from the right brand. Gadget wise I’ve been using the same phone for 2 years now and the same kindle for over three; She changes hers every time apple launches a new one. I never wear make up, she wears make up while on beach holidays. I don’t own a watch and the only piece of jewelry I have is an anklet I’ve had on for ever. She has watches for different occasions and countless jewelry. She reads comics and romance novels, I read everything but that.
So yes, we are pretty different. Yet, she is my “other I”, my person, my soul mate if you want to get spiritual.
Continue reading “Long Distance Friendship”