Exactly one year ago I was heading to Asia. This has been my first day of the voyage that has changed life forever. 29th of March. Milan. Then Bangkok. Then Manila. Then Puerto Princesa. Then Tigman. Then Tigman. Then Tigman. Then Il Nido. Then Puerto Princesa. Then Manila. Then Saigon. Then Vung Tau. Then Mekong Delta. Then Saigon. Then Kuala Lumpur. Then Tehran. Then Baku. Then Istanbul. Then Bucharest. Then home. Then Barcelona. Then pregnancy test. This has been my first day of the voyage that has changed life forever. I am getting ready to rest next to my daughter and my beloved partner. This has been my first day of the voyage that has changed life forever.
Today I bumped on the streets into a very dear person met last autumn. He lives isolated, at one hour or so away from this town. He has built a small house with his bare hands there. He has the most beautiful natural landscape in his backyard and doesn’t come to town very often. But I bumped into him. Him into me, to be more accurate. He was on the bike. My daughter wraped on me. He bumped into us, to be more accurate. I invited him over to dinner. He just left. One hour ago, to be more accurate.
He asked me to have a look over the drawings I have told him about – „from my trip to Thailand or whatever”. Found them. Browsed them. Laughed. All of us. Such a good thing to happen. I almost forgot that this has been my first day of the voyage that has changed life forever. Forever and ever, to be more accurate.
This post is to Maya.
„An Illustrated Travel Journal” is also to be dedicated to her.
As I am.
As i a,
Thank you!
See you around.
A round.
Haha.
Get it?
♡
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