I quit most of my presence on social media and I don’t intend on spending (read: wasting) any more time on it. Except for my occasional post on Facebook, I gradually stopped seeing the point in using those platforms. Continue reading “Why I Quit Social Media”
Traveling in my opinion is a roller coaster ride in many ways. It is exhilarating and exciting, full of rapid ups and downs, twists and turns, and in our adrenalin fueled state a journey often ends with a wanting for more. The high intensity with which we feel our emotions during traveling is a big part of why it is such a unique and sought after experience. We are scared shitless at first, when we are thrown into a seemingly different world, thousands of miles away from our home; unsure what to do and scared of the bewildering unknown. Then we are relieved once we find a partner or partners, who will join us on our trip and who give us a warm sense of security and the opposite of loneliness. We experience joy and happiness as our travel group grows and we are saddened once the inevitable goodbye disbands this group, at least on a physical level. We fall in love, we fall out of love. As I said: a roller coaster ride. And although it often leaves us with a wanting for more, eventually even this adrenaline rush will fade and exhaustion will take its place. The roller coaster stops for a while. And I’m beginning to feel that I might have reached this point. Continue reading “I Think I’m Ready To Settle Down”
Medellín has the advantage of immediately making a great first impression when visitors descend from the mountain tops straight into the belly of the city. I arrived late in the evening, so the spectacle presented to me was one I would describe as a million fireflies trapped in a bowl shaped by Mother Nature herself. It was a beautiful sight. But even in the daytime it awes its visitors and citizens with the surrounding luscious treetops, and mountains that beg to be hiked. Medellín is also known as ‘La ciudad de la eterna primavera’ (= The city of eternal spring) and it got this name from its year around spring-like weather. They may have rainy and dry seasons, but generally speaking the weather is mostly sunny with a nice occasional breeze. It is rarely too hot and the humidity is bearable – the perfect climate you could almost say. But due to my first impression of the capital of the Antioquia region, I will also personally refer to it as “the city of a million fireflies”. Continue reading “First Impressions of Medellín, Colombia”
If we travel to a new country we usually do some research beforehand about said country, so that we know at least a little bit about their culture, history, language and so forth. We want to be prepared for what we can expect and also to prevent as many unintentional faux pas from happening. We are by all means not perfect and still make our fair share of mistakes, but doing a little research can help minimizing them.
After years of typing “Things to know about [country]” into Google and gathering all kinds of information, I realized that we can essentially wrap up a lot of the details into one simple truth: Continue reading “Dear Travelers, Please Be Respectful!”
One of my favorite stories in Ernesto ‘Che’ Guevara’s ‘The Motorcycle Diaries’ is the one that takes place somewhere on the road in Chile, where he and his friend Alberto Granado found shelter for the night in a German household. During the night Ernesto had a “bad case of the runs”, in one word: Diarrhea, and because in his opinion it would have been rude to use the pot under his bed, he thought for whatever reason, it would be a better idea to relieve himself by sitting out on the window ledge and down “into the night and blackness beyond.” The next morning when he looked out of this very window, he saw to his utter disbelief that at the bottom the German family had placed their sweet peaches to dry in the sun and Che’s “contribution” was in his own words “a spectacle that was impressive. We beat it fast.” Continue reading “My Favorite Story From Ernesto ‘Che’ Guevara’s “The Motorcycle Diaries” And What It Taught Me About The Human Side Of Icons”
You really can’t blame anyone for feeling a little lazy on an island like the Caymans, where everything invites you into a cozy state of idleness. Or as the Italians would say: “Il dolce far niente” – “The sweetness of doing nothing.” Visitors, mostly tourists of course, pay good money to get a refreshing taste of just that sweet nothingness. Even one of the locals I saw this morning was wearing a shirt that said “No. Not today”. And I immediately thought of a quote which says that “tomorrow is always the busiest day of the week.” Continue reading “Lazy Days On The Cayman Islands”
I initially wrote this post six months ago, when I was still living in Thailand, working slowly towards the end of my stint at Slumber Party Hostel & Bar. Then I was heading back to Germany and the lessons I learned during my time there, were taking a backseat. But now I figured it would be a shame to keep the knowledge and these little pearls of wisdom to myself, if they could potentially be of use to other people, maybe even the current generation of Slumber Party employees. The one’s who probably have no idea who I am. Continue reading “Lessons from an Entrepreneur: My Time At Slumber Party With Edmund And Too Much Tequila”
If it’s starting a new business, playing a new instrument, deciding to travel or asking out that cutesy girl or guy – we all have our own little stories about how everything started. For some it was easier to make their decisions, because it just felt natural to them. For some it was a bit harder and they needed a little nudge out of the door. For me? It was a broken arm and a 20-minute walk that made me a traveler and the person I am today. Continue reading “How A Broken Arm and A 20-Minute Walk Changed My Life”
Sometimes people like tell us what we can or should do, or can’t or shouldn’t do anymore, once we hit a certain age. For example, the end of our 20s. Well, they can kindly go screw themselves, because here is the thing. Have you ever thought of the idea that age might not matter? Hypothetically speaking, what do you think would happen if age simply wouldn’t exist anymore? Those two digits erased from our lives. If that would be the case, do you think more people would do the things they really want to do, but in reality don’t, because they use their age as an excuse for not doing it? I personally think so. No, I actually know it, because I’ve met a great many people, who let their actions or inactions be determined by how old they are. But why is that? Continue reading “What’s my age again?”
There is this article called “The hardest part of traveling that no one talks about” that came out almost two years ago now and was a huge hit amongst a lot of travellers. Everyone could relate to this feeling of being completely lost in their home town after spending some time abroad. So much has changed within in you, but seemingly nothing has changed around you.
When I read the article the first time, I hated it. For a reason that wasn’t yet clear to me. There was just something about it that was… wrong. I just knew there was something, that wasn’t mentioned in these words. I just wasn’t sure what exactly it was. Now, two years later and after a long time of thinking about it, I’ve finally decided to write about it and go a little more in-depth. Continue reading “Don’t run away!”