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chronicles of a modern bohemian with itchy feet

Our ‘Epic’ Baby-moon

Sometimes I wish I could go back in time to high-five myself for past decisions and actions. First, I would go back to October 2014 and thank myself for saying ‘yes’ to going out for drinks with this witty guy. Next, I would go back to the beginning of June 2016 and congratulate us on the…

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Visiting king Julien and his lemurs: Madagascar!

It has been a while since our big trip around Africa and Asia, but I still remember visiting this beautiful island like it was yesterday. In preparation of our 6 month journey, we gathered at our kitchen bar with the World Atlas I still had from primary school. We would pick 10 countries to visit….

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There’s something about Barcelona.

As most great love stories go, we met quite unexpectedly and rather unintentionally. When my big sis turned 18, she went backpacking through India with her boyfriend, so my high school best friend & I started dreaming of our first backpack adventure too. Latin America. That would be our first destination. Little did we know…

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Get up, Stand up & Surf Nicaragua

I was already wearing the surf girl T-shirts and I did receive the surf-Nicaragua-cap, so it seemed only fair to finally give the whole surfing-thing a try. My only regret is that I didn’t try it any sooner. Wow, is this addictive. They first give you a big board, more like a boat almost. I…

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I know your type

That’s what he said, while showing us to our room. Funny how four little words can swipe a girl off her feet like that. The next words that did the trick were “you look beautiful in the morning”, baring in mind that my right eye was swollen big time thanks to 3 mosquito’s who bit my tiny…

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Splurging in Seminyak

After a small – crazy love – detour, I went back to Bali to catch my flight back to Europe. Having spent less money than I thought, I negotiated a great deal in a 5* hotel for the previous nights, so my mind was already back to European standards. Arriving at Denpasar, this random – it’s fair to…

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Turn On Your Love Light

Come as Guests, leave as Friends. This is one of the toughest posts to write. I have such great memories about Woodstock, that I hardly know where to begin. Let’s start with the breakfast. Because I love food. It is the first meal of the day, so I tend to be rather critical about it. Arriving on Nyepi, the…

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