It all started with a simple stylistic experiment and resulted in a documented thought performance rather than a classic blog post.
274. | About the shared rooms
Two square meters. Another discovery. In a bunk bed separated by a curtain, I feel like I have everything. I could function in a private cave.
273. | Cat Ba
Cat Ba is a city of aquariums and neon lights. An island that has been whispering to me to stay. I feel like there are experiences waiting for me.
272. | An unexpected friend and a metaphor for dinner
And in the end, there’s nothing left inside, just a big brrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.
271. | I have become more experienced
I really like the insights that come to me while writing. Even karaoke can’t diminish the importance of a reference point. This is just an experience.
270. | I hear differently
The same metal is playing. The same anger. The same desires. Only inside me, completely different captions are born next to the words I hear.
269. | Haiphong
No big lesson. No world-changing. Just a few days in Haiphong, with spontaneous decisions, strange situations and good tastes. And a new friend.
268. | Hanoi asked for another day
Hanoi gave me another day. For coffee, for wonder, for getting lost, for being lost, and for the feeling that I could somehow be at home among the stars.
267. | A day off in Hanoi
Past, ideology, spirituality, chaos, height, play and a quiet walk home. That’s what a perfect day in Hanoi meant to me.
266. | My Little Book of Tales
I spent 41 days collecting discarded playing cards on the roads of Asia. In the end, I found not only a deck, but also a unique book of tales.