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A Bittersweet Time In Bangkok

[Click here for part 1; September 2015] The next day our heads are throbbing and my stomach is unwell. I’m sure it’s the street food. Ironically, Kevin’s friend (who threw up next to me the night before) seems to be much better than us and I curse my indisposition. We have to force ourselves to get up because time is so scarce and valuable. Less than 48h to make up for the last two years of distance and the years to...

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Spring At The Ligurian Sea

I did it. It’s over. The portfolio is handed in and the pressure is gone, there’s nothing I can do about it anymore. The first thing I do afterwards is fleeing from the known and plunge into a new environment, meeting the lovely blogger Italian Hurricane. Ciao Italia. It’s good to see you again. My doomed relationship with my ex started here three years ago. It sparked between limoncello and a long train ride through the beautiful landscape between Naples and Milan. Luckily, it didn’t leave...

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Saving A Friendship In Bangkok

September 2015 How far would you go to save a friendship? After some back and forth that included a spontaneous trip to Manila, it finally works out: I’d meet up with my Burmese friend in Bangkok – as a compromise between Yangon and Singapore, where I’m staying for a couple of weeks. We met two years ago at a beach party in Singapore and subsequently got closer through Facebook – thanks to his insomnia and the fact that I, living in Switzerland, was the...

Manila Love

I fell in love. I was caught by surprise. It should have been a fleeting encounter, a one night stand, but it ended up being a short, intense and passionate meeting. He’s different than anyone I’ve met before. He is wild, loud, exotic, somehow raw. Difficult to understand. His facets are captivating, but don’t let him fool you. He can be dangerous if you don’t look out. On the other side, he’s a welcoming smile, a warm laugther, a charming compliment....

Wet Market in Singapore

Yesterday I got up early to take some photos at a wet market in Singapore. At the beginning, I was appalled. I walked in and around me were rows of stalls selling fresh fish or chicken. I’m not sure what I expected, but certainly not rows of dead animals (note to myself: learn something about a place before you go there!). It was still dark when I arrived, but the scene I encountered was quite lively. The vendors were already busy preparing their...