When I knocked at Marc & Stephanie’s tiny city house door up to three or four little steps, I was welcome by Lola’s angry barks, by Marc’s shaggy face and by Stephanie’s invisible voice. As for me, I entered with my giant backpack which always makes me feel like an intruder. You can call it … More Make it happen!
The Pope is sitting in his office and his secretary enters his office and says: “Um, sir I have a phone call here for you. It appears to be some good news and some bad news.” “Well what’s the good news?”, asks the Pope. “The good news is it’s Jesus Christ on the line.” “That’s … More Mecham Ranch
Hannah has simple and extra-ordinary dreams. Her biggest lifetime one was to have some llamas. Thus, instead of asking for a big rock to fit her married woman finger, she got a llamas flock, six and a half to be precise. Indeed, nobody knew Hyngi was feeding baby Stormy in her round womb. Today, Hannah … More Hannah’s llamas
My stay in Seward wouldn’t be utterly told, completely drawn, if I didn’t write about encounters that slowly weaved my days and nights, that intertwined hours and engraved my technicolor Alaskan first memories. First, there was Adrienne who, if I had to recall one thing, gave me the most precious life lesson: the waffle machine … More We’ll meet again
Jon was born in Western Iceland, close to an American Army base. This is how he learned English. On Snæfelsnes Peninsula where his parents still live. Where they have always lived? Maybe. I can’t remember. I am not sure anymore. Jon was born somewhere in Iceland et he speaks now seven foreign languages. Jon hitchhiked … More Jon and our Iceland
Kay was the middle child of a ten children – including three pairs of twins – Irish family. Kay studied psychology and nursing in England. Kay spent most of her life out of Ireland because she traveled a lot across oceans, but mostly because she settled over seas. Kay left Dubai a year ago, she … More Two weeks with Kay
Fleeting Wor(l)ds 