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...
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...
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...
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...
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...
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...
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...
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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