October 3, 2017
Stress!
May I tell my side of the story about our heroic adventure on the Besseggen? Asks our dog Floyd while he looks at me with his irresistible brown eyes. He is lying firmly curled against me on our tight camper...
October 2, 2017
Reflection
A deafening silence takes us by surprise when we send our mobile brigade on holiday for two weeks. No calls, apps, e-mails or social media. Off. Not immediately do we hear that silence. The first two days we look like...
September 25, 2017
Goodbye
Tuesday, 29 August, half past ten. We are sitting, enjoying the radiant sunshine, in front of the doll-house-like, yellow wooden railway station of Geilo. In just 25 minutes, the train will leave for Oslo with Jeroen on board. On the...
September 25, 2017
Amazement
The first hot drops from the shower sprinkle my skin. She cheers with joy and sighs: ‘has it really been a week?’ I confirm it. We live rhythmically on the lucky number ‘seven’. Water, food, electricity, clean clothes, bedding. Everything...
September 25, 2017
Up and down the mountains
Middalsbu. Over two long, Norwegian light days, we are served a haute cuisine of perfectly prepared postcards. The black-green mountain peaks flanked with aqua blue lakes and small herds of sheep. A dressing of hail-white snow interwoven with the falu...
September 25, 2017
That you exist
Our meeting in Copenhagen. We spread our feathers like proud peacocks. The fun in our eyes find each other in a twinkling challenge. My most beautiful, sultry summer dress drapes over my legs in front of Jeroen’s eyes. We court...
September 25, 2017
Fluttering
Yesterday, on the terrace of the Kungsbacka Golf Course, while Jeroen was playing his favourite game, my pen daydream turns back to 3 days of Ishoj. Along stretched beach walks accompanied by erratic, black rain showers in composition with bright...
September 25, 2017
Alone, not lonely
Naive is the right word. How could I think that the rustle and bustle of Hamburg wouldn’t be so bad? Was I still under the influence of the movie ‘Gandhi’ that we watched the day before my departure? Old-mature Neumünster...
September 25, 2017
On the road again
As Jeroen waves me off on Monday, Spotify chooses to play the song ‘Miss Independent’ by Moombahteam, which is totally unknown to me. The camper woman who is also leaving right in front of me waves at me. This synchronicity...
It's time to bundl.
Who is BUNDL.? Hi! We are Jeroen, Sandra and Floyd, a.k.a. BUNDL. The three of us are traveling through Europe in our camper. The choice of a nomad’s life was born from a deep seeded desire for freedom. For time... Read more
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