IV.II.III ASCENT The hike to Rainbow Mountain was a sort of preamble to what I was about to embark on the following day. I’m talking about a journey that would lead me to one of the Seven Wonders of the World – none other than Machu Picchu in all its glory. Being overly ambitious and completely delusional, I opted for […]
Land of the Inca
IV.II.I LAND OF THE INCA Coming back from somewhere I thought I could never leave is always impossibly difficult for me – doing my best to come to terms with the fact that that routine is now over and things will never, ever feel that way again. The same had happened when I came back from Colombia, Nepal and Hungary. […]
A Midsummer Night’s Dream
IV.I.VIII A MIDSUMMER NIGHT’S DREAM My time in Cambridge was mostly about medicine. With six weeks on our hands, Momma Bear and I had ample time to enjoy everything the city and its surroundings had to offer. Together with our flatmates Botond – a Hungarian guy, and Nina – a German girl, who both happened to be doing their medical […]
The Blackest Day
IV.I.VI THE BLACKEST DAY Three words – “I love you”. Just three words. Three words so simple that they’re usually part of an infant’s jargon. Put a monkey on a typewriter and it’s bound to spell them out eventually. Three simple words. I’ve been known to speak at an alarming rate of WPMs. I’m talking Lorelai Gilmore or someone who’s […]
Shades of Cool
IV.I.V SHADES OF COOL Things with Alex were very… different. Probably because he was different from what I was used to. Very bohemian and alternative – but not at all forced or fake, just the way he is. I don’t know what it was about him that drove me so crazy and wild. And it wasn’t just him, his face […]
Pride
IV.I.III PRIDE read on the doe With these new insights, I decided to give dating another try. The ‘not looking for anything serious but open to anything’ kinda dating. Up until that point, my love life had been very simple: the boring single phase with the occasional hook-up, the six-month relationship with Pedro, and the only-looking-for-fun, single phase. Whilst not […]
Vulnerable
IV.I.II VULNERABLE To be happy, to be really happy, means being able to be hopeful. And hope? Not a big friend of mine. I think Gus was right here. The world’s not really a wish-granting factory, after all. Earlier in my life, I ditched hope and dreams for goals and actions. And I was a much better person for it. In every […]