Old Man’s + Pretty Poison = Terrible Hangover.
But eh. You are travelling, you are still young and you have a new mate. So you wake up, drink a lot of water and you shake the fog around to feel better and do something with your life. Actually, you don’t shake it too much, your liver will never forgive you too much energy right now.
At sunset, on the rooftop, I interviewed Nophar. An Israeli young lady who planned to leave her country and explore others for an unknown amount of time.
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I was a waitress in Paris for few weeks already, in this sweet little café in the center of the city when my boss introduced me to this cute little lady who was going to be my colleague for the summer. At the end of the day I realized that “cute little lady” was not the term to employ if you want to talk about Marion. It would be more like “tiger”, “strong”, “French class” or “amazing character”. She has been my partner in crimes, my confident and my support. I was her island of peace, her no-judgmental friend. A strong relationship linked us since then and when I moved in England, she was the kind of friend I would call if I was coming back to Paris for a week end, for a coffee or a mint tea at the Parisian Mosque.
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My dear readers, I would like to introduce to you my close friend Jackie. She is a polish-australian lady who left home three years ago for a road trip all over Europe for few weeks and finally decided to settle in England for a bit. We met one year ago in London and she was the kind of girl I admired for her experiences and for her strong, funny and generous character.
Before getting my tickets to South East Asia, I always fantasised about travelling on my own. I’ve met few girls during my life who decided to leave home with just a backpack. I realised that they were not that different from me, even if they were so much more courageous, mature and wise than me at this time…
A mantra of mine is: “Be your own hero”. So simple but so important at the same time. If I wanted to do this solo trip for so long and I admired the girls who did it, why couldn’t I do it too? Instead of admiring others, I had to work on, “being my own hero”… Jackie was one of the heros who influenced me to be a hero, myself.
I wish I could say that I’m one of those people who wake up one day in their office, bored of their life and suddenly take a ticket to nowhere. But I’m not. I just caught the bug of travelling a long time ago I guess and even if my job, my house and my friends are awesome here in London, I can’t wait to hit the road with my loyal backpack.
The Wanderlust Queens Project 