I quit my job! Now what?

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So, big news. I quit my job. I will only be driving to the office for 25 more times. Yes, I´m counting them. I have been considering doing this basically since last summer and was going back and forth in my head about it. How will I live? And where? Will I have enough money? Can I pay the health …

New beginnings.

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New content. New name. New year. New start. The title basically says it all, but let me explain. There have been quite a few “new starts” this past year and luckily I can today say with a smile on my face that despite some difficult moments and sleepless nights, those “new starts” definitely paid off. Anyhow, those were far more …

back home

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Main train station in Frankfurt. Cold. Grey. Foggy. On the train back home, we are already missing the moist tropical air and all the smells. It feels strange to hear German all around us, so I kind of pretend to be a tourist for just a while longer and continue to speak English. Behind us there are weeks full of …

from Singapore to Rarotonga

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When we were sitting on the plane from Rarotonga to Auckland last year at this time around, i said to myself – we´ll definitely come again. I was really sure of that but never could i imagine it will happen already this year. And not in the usual setup, because this year it´s just Lu & me. To be honest, …

Leaving soon

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Almost one month in Slovenia went by too fast. To be honest, there was really not much time for boredom. I think we did quite a good job at fitting the whole winter into one month – went up the snowy mountains as much as we could & visited almost all of the people we wanted to see again. Luckily …

There´s no place like home

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Mountains. Sea. My old bedroom. The sound of snow crunching under our feet. Fire place. Grandma´s beef soup. Skiing. The falling apart playground in the park. Christmas lights. Drunken teenagers on the last bus back from the centre. Memories. The smell of warm cookies. Wine. Wineeeee. Family. Friends. Love. The ever barking dog of our neighbours. More Fridays with plane …