It was not a day I would repeat, but it was one I would never miss.
245. | The Gibbon Experience III.
This is my first post without writing a single letter. Let a short video do the talking instead of me.
244. | A system in the making: I started my book
If this book is finished and I ever have coffee with this writer again, maybe I will answer differently.
243. | I don’t expect anything. That way I can find everything.
I expect nothing. I find everything. That’s how everything becomes within me from nothing.
242. | The Gibbon Experience II.
Moderate gibbon sightings, adrenaline over the jungle, a tree house in the sky. But the strongest rope was not the wire, but the one stretched between us.
241. | The Gibbon Experience I.
I think it was love at first sight. Ziplining over the jungle, tree houses in the canopy, the sound of gibbons at dawn. By the time you read this, I’ll be there.
240. | People in Laos
In Laos, adults are more aloof, but the children’s openness took me back to the world of my own childhood for a short time.
239. | Officially fifty
I wanted to spend my 50th birthday alone. However, a Lao family firmly prevented this.
238. | Why here? Why not there?
I could be happy anywhere. Even in Hungary. But right now I’m testing this theory somewhere else.
237. | Houayxay
After 36 years, back in a socialist country. After buses, borders and a dozen small surprises. The beginning of a new country on the banks of the Mekong.