Scant and scarce is the evidence for a city more ancient and foundational than Athens, amidst freckled islands and the hills of Attica, for over two thousand years a centre…
In Paris with an Italian Woman
An evening in Montmartre always has a lot on offer. We dined large snails and onion soup in a traditional bistro and slowly strolled towards Sacre-Coeur, with its white domes…
New travel feelings
She’s left for her lectures and I sit alone in my room. Not knowing what to do, and staring at my useless hands, I decide to start cleaning. Creating order…
Finis Terrae
Where the European map shows a colourful puzzle of interlocking nations, historically competing and fighting for supremacy, building alliances only to enact great betrayals in hopes to come out on…
Indi, or, My Biggest Love
“Today is our birthday,” and she checks my phone to memorise the date. I don’t understand. With my eyes, I tell her so. She reaches for my hand and begins…
Where reality turns into something different
Italy is a strange country. In more ways than one it towers over its peers. The food is world renowned, its cultural heritage spans millennia and has a broader reach…
Storm in the Thar Desert
My mother studied art history, a handful of years before I was born, a period I struggle to imagine. During the lectures she discovered notebooks full of beauty from the…
Onder de Spaanse Vlag
Ik verken het reguliere stratenplan van Madrid, gelegd na de reizen van Columbus naar het metrum van de koloniserende Romeinen, dat wil zeggen, recht op recht, een mooi ruitenrooster, want…
A Hidden Piece of Paradise
As is said among the Georgians, on the seventh day, the day of rest, after God had created all the animals, the land they populate, its mountains and river valleys,…
Selfie met Toetanchamon
Ik schrijf deze zin en Maui staat in brand, door mijn hoofd stromen beelden van New York in smog, enkele weken geleden, en het nieuws dat we overschakelen op Global…