Day 269 – The ordinary days

I love the blue sky just before sunset. It's so intense and dark and beautiful. It changes every minute and then all the sudden it's gone. It's just pitch black. The day is over. It's one of those days were I simply don't mind. It's been a long day. Not particularly bad or anything. Not... Continue Reading →

Dag 267 – Sapjes en zonnebloemen

Een extra vrije dag vandaag en daar was ik eerlijk gezegd best aan toe. Gewoon even een extra dag om tot rust te komen, mijn huisje schoon te maken en voor mezelf te zorgen. Mijn vorige Nederlandse blog was die van Vaderdag over hutjes en de hooiberg. Er is al weer een week voorbij. Weken in Kampala... Continue Reading →

Day 264 – To my dear friend,

It's a Thursday evening. Only 101 days left of my writing project. So I'd better make them count, huh? I'm listening to some Norah Jonas music. The power is off tonight. It went off a bit after 6. I'd just finished making a salsa for tomorrow's girls night and then the blender stopped working. C'est... Continue Reading →

Day 263 – Laundry day

I talked about it with a friend on Sunday over lunch. How everyone back at home seems the think that when you live abroad, your life is always on a roller coaster high. The amazing trips you get to do, people from all over the world you get to meet and basically wonderful life you... Continue Reading →

Day 262 – World Refugee Day

She would sometimes come into my room at 2 am. With two mugs of hot tea. We would snuggle on my bed and she would talk. I listened. Sometimes I didn't understand, I couldn't grasp the things she was telling me. About growing up in a country in West-Africa, losing your family, your home and... Continue Reading →

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