Monday, August 30, 2010

It brings me...

What is it that we feel...
Might be.
Special bonds to people??
Every single day of my life.
Where would we be without it?
A day without laughing is a day without living
Just to color in the lines
For ever.

Out with the girls, camping in the icecold mountains of the Peruvian Andes...
So much fun! (and oh my, it was so cold there!)

Having a little fun with our new Latino-friends... (the right one is Handerson, that was my guy :P)

And then, there is a time when everything is easy, no worries, no troubles... Sometimes I wished I could go back to that time. But maybe, in a while, I'll be able to make it like that again.
I don't know.
But there's always hope, and we can always keep hoping and dreaming...

With love,

Thursday, August 19, 2010

I'll show you how it all began...

It's what I did, what I saw, what I experienced.
A world totally different from the one I live in.
A world with possibilities for us, chances, challenges.
Possibilities we used, chances we took, challenges faced.
It's too much to tell.
So let me take you with me on a trip to what I've seen, and maybe you'll get a tiny idea of the feeling I had back there...
It's magical.

Now I feel it's finally getting real...

And the other moment, it is real... You're there, and you can't actually believe it. But it's on the signs, so it has to be reality.

And now, let me take you into the Peruvian night. Who knows what we might find...

Sunday, August 15, 2010

The fashion-me is back again!


Wow, this weather is so depressing, it has been raining all day long! Man, it's a summerbreak, I want sun!
Last weekend I went to the spa with Marthe, a friend of mine, who went to Peru too, and we decided we deserved and needed some nice treatments.
So we went there, swam in the hot water pools (which was so nice, unbelievable, like you are swimming in a huge bath-tub), sank down in the jacuzzi's and went to the beautycentre.
We both got a massage, and I almost fell asleep on that table, it was really, really really great. I think I'm going to force my sister into a massage-course.
They also have a sort of beach, you can lie down in the sand and they do this thing with light and then it's like you're lying in the Sahara or something.
So I got a little piece of summer, at least.
After that, we went to the sauna, but there was a tiny surprise waiting for us: 'No clothes here.'
Crap. We both didn't expect that, and it was weird, you know, all these naked people. We just kept our towels wrapped around us very tight and felt a little uncomfortable. But later we found out there was a women-only sauna, and it was desolated, so we went there, and it was nice.
We felt so clean and relaxt after it, I think I'm going to do it more often!

This week, Tjorven and I organised a spontaneous fotoshooting in my new room, and it was so much fun!
It felt (and still feels) good to be able to choose from all your clothes every morning, and not just say: 'Hm, do I want to wear my grey or my khaki trekking-pants today?' ;-)
And I already found millions of new combinations, shoes, accesoires that I want to buy for fall, so let's hope my parents will find that okay... (I think not, at least not all of it, since I haven't lost my preference for expensive things in Peru)

But, of course, I learned that it's not all about being fashionable, looking good and being stylish, it's about being happy!

Have a nice day!

With love,

In the picure:
Top: Mine, Wonderwoman
Jeans: H&M
Necklace: Also mine, Bijou Brigitte
Top: Joe Browns
Jeans: Tjorven's, H&M
Necklace: Swarovski

Sunday, August 8, 2010

Just a little getting my feet back on the ground...


Oh, my biological clock is totally confused. I'm still living in Peru-time, can't sleep at night and I'm hardly able to get up before 03.00 in the afternoon. I do have to say, I miss the whole thing, the being together with the group, doing nice things and have fun. Of course, it's heavenly to always have hot water, always being able to shower, or to use the toilet, and to sleep in a bed every night.
But still.. life here is so different. My world, and the world I've experienced there, they're two completely different worlds.

But I guess I'll get used to my own life again. I started working again yesterday, and by the end of the summerbreak, I will be nearly rich! (honestly, it's not a nice job, but it pays very well, and that counts for something)
What am I going to buy...
Hm, I want some designer-sunglasses, and spotted a lovely pair from Chanel. I could buy that. Or a flatscreen for my new room. Or a new iPod. A short trip to Paris. Lots of clothes. Louboutin-heels. New Prada-heels. Every single book I want to read, every movie I want to see. Or save a little more and buy a Chanel bag! Or a Vespa!
Or... just save it, just in case of? Yuk, that sounds boring. But... smart, somehow.
I think I'll make a list and choose the best thing. You'll hear about it!

Sometimes I really wish my dad was rich as hell and I could get everything I wanted. But then again, I see what I would have become: A spoiled, bitchy brat.
And having seen the way people have to live over there, in Ayacucho, it was heartbreaking. It wasn't human, not normal, for people like us. I mean, just look at the child in the picture. It's breaking my heart, it really is.
And then, how friendly these people were, offering us things they could hardly afford, and being so thankful for nearly nothing, I felt awful for having the guts to complain about my life.
You know, everyone always says: 'You don't know how much you have, there are people who have nearly nothing and they don't complain.'
And then you say: 'Yes I know,' but after 5 minutes, you've forgotten again.
And I swear, on the ashes of my dead grandparents, on my Prada-shoes, on my life, even, that if I will ever forget that, I will call a psychiatrist.
Because I did know it, of course, but now I've seen it, and now I know what it's like.
Maybe that's what you should do when you feel pathetic, or are whining about nothing: Go there, go to that developement country, visit the people who live there, help them cleaning their houses, and then tell me that you have such a hard life.

You know, in the end, all that matters, is keeping the good memories, keeping in your mind what is important, and letting go of your troubles, the bad things.
What way would be better to remember it than reading the written words, seeing the taken pictures, the painted images, and then trying to remember what it felt like?
And, like always, there is one thing we should never forget about, and it's called LOVE.

It's all in you, you've got it, I know it ;-)

With love,

Tuesday, August 3, 2010

I'm back in the U.S.S.R. (oh no, that's something else...)

But I'm back in the Netherlands, at least!
(and for me, that's better than the U.S.S.R., though that is a funny song)
Peru was... oh, I'm not even going to try to explain it, I can't tell you what it's like.
It's beautiful, and when I have more time, I'll post more pictures. I learned so much there, it was such a wonderful experience...