
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...
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...
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...
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...
Second day of the Tour Monte Rosa. Toiling away, I climb the second summit of Alagna towards Macugnaca. In the corner of my eye, I see picnickers take their time to devour the landscape, as if it was gold award-winning,...
Recap 2016 Dorine Smilde of smileconnects asked if we would like to shed light on 2016 for her newsletter readers. Well, that’s something we wanted to do. It was a very special year. In one word: magical! Curious about our...
In the series' silly Sandra and Jeroen traveling’ we have an entertaining story for you. Tuesday the 21st we discovered by chance that our motorhome had to be approved before June the 26. That’s on short notice we thought. Jeroen...
Dear reader, I would like to misuse you. To vent some steam. The past week I encountered an emotional rollercoaster ride. What has happened? Last week Jeroen returned to Holland to coach trainings. I stayed behind in Gravito to work...
After the 50 km Serra da Lousa trail it is official, we are trail run-junkies. With our legs still trembling, our heads were busy planning the next, wild, trail-plan. From Pedrogao Grande (where we have lived for the last six...
In Carcassonne all of the cells in our bodies were enchanted by the sounds of the handpan. This intriguing instrument awakened the musicians in us. Oh, shall we give on to ourselves? And yes, after a lot of doubt we...
Time flies when you are having fun! A blink of our eyes and the first three months of our journey are history. Up to two weeks ago it mostly was a holiday for us. And we enjoyed it very...
Wednesday morning, half past six. There you are, in your camper. The deeply wanted emptiness is present and can be felt. How confronting. How do I deal with this new reality? The ability to teach a run & yoga-lesson as...
After many intense hugs, we leave our ‘New years-yoga family’, on a Sunday morning at La Borde Blanque. The past week we have been able to make an inner journey to peace and relaxation. Now our outward journey continues…...
At exactly 11 o’clock on Tuesday morning we stood at the garage, fingers crossed. Yessss! The new gas cap has arrived and it fits. The costs are reasonable as well € 20. In a good mood, we go ‘en route’....
During our week in the mountains near Embrun, we lived in a postcard. Dozens of white mountain-tops, strongly contrasting against blue skies, alternated with green, slender pine trees that want to touch the skies. The setting sun was beautiful...
Shining days in Embrun. Hiking 4 to 4 hours a day. Picknick and enjoying the sun. After all that we work for a couple of hours. No words needed. Just enjoy the pictures...
After months of talking, fantasising and dreaming the time has finally come! To be precise we will depart on Thursday the 3th of December at 2 o’clock from the gate of the ‘Herenboerderij de Bunker’, and drive into Europe. After...