Rodriguez
Rodriguez, legendary songwriter, musician, poet. If you want to know how he landed in my life? Have a read!
Rodriguez, legendary songwriter, musician, poet. If you want to know how he landed in my life? Have a read!
Our time in Colombia has ended. We had a blast. We’ve been backpacking for a month, enjoying this beautiful interior, and then we ended up in Cartagena for unplanned upgrades, renovations, new friends, and a new crew member
I was cleaning my Spotify the other day. Listening to the old playlists took me back to the music quizzes we had during covid lockdowns, and basically all along the covid year. The world stopped, but in that insanity, we managed to find little pleasures. One of them was the Friday night music quiz held…
Good question. Even more relevant now when, out of a sudden, we have two kids to teach. But let’s start from the beginning… Homeschooling is not a walk in the park. It is hard. It is brutal. You are on the front line. You get punches, and you cannot fight back. If it doesn’t work,…
Let me tell you something. This life we live now, it ain’t always beach, drinks and reggae music. For starters, we are not really beach-type of people. Second of all, drinks are way too time-consuming to prepare, so we take it straight, beer, wine, or rum, you name it. As for reggae music…. Well… The…
Last year I was walking down the streets of Port of Spain in Trinidad. Quite a nice neighborhood… Bay Road, West Main, Bengal Street, Finland… and out of a sudden – BAM! Dengue street*! No kidding! Was it like a warning sign? Or maybe I missed Zika Street, followed by Chikungunya Road, across the Yellow…
I thought this Corona madness would not affect us that much… well, I was wrong. It was almost like a normal life. Like on those silly memes on the life of the sailor before-, and in the times of corona. Not much of a change 🙂 Soon, I started to realize that some things were taken…
Carriacou – one week on the hard Carriacou is the seventh star on Grenada’s flag. The name means surrounded by many reefs. What we learned later, it was also smugglers island. Pssst… still is and the vibe is pretty much there. As you can imagine, we loved it from the very first day 🙂
So…. here we are… starting the blog is a bit like first writing on the clean toilet wall. It could be either shy, small: „I love Jullie” hidden behind a paper holder, or big, red, fat: „Adrian is a dick” in the middle of the wall. I think I’ll start small, as I am a…