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  It is 21.05h. The BlueTwo kitchen is quiet, yet it is the quiet before the storm. The Kitchen has been arranged and decorated by its inhabitants, prepared for the expected invasion. In search of natural...

It sometimes seems like an impossible task to calm down the thoughts. I start meditating, but then I realise that I’m just thinking, entertaining myself with different scenarios and possibilities....

I boarded the train to Frederikshavn this morning at 11.14. It rolled gradually across the railway towards the very top of Denmark, and I disembarked in the port from which fery lines operate across the...

My clothes were soaking wet when I entered a Chinese shop to buy an umbrella just outside the centre of Porto. The day didn’t start well. I woke up half sick and with a sore throat, after a restless night...

19.11. To Granada A green ocean of olive trees stretched across the golden Andalusian fields. Desert-like rocks stood in the sky, vividly imposing themselves above the plains. Now the terrain is hilly,...

I arrived in Tagounite two days ago, after an almost 20-hour bus ride from Fes, through Marrakesh, across the Atlas Mountains, and through the barren valleys reminding me of the desert’s vicinity. I was...