A bit of mystery in Mostar

I know it’s been a long time without me writing much. Life sometimes goes too fast to realise what is happening. I then have to catch up on processing all the things I’ve seen and learned. The quiet season is coming up, but somehow I managed to fill up the majority of my ‘quiet time’…

Stepping into different times

On the outskirts of Budapest, about a half an hour drive from the centre, lies Memento Park. It is a memorial park where they’ve gathered different statues from the communist period. They come from all over the country and give you a peak into Hungary’s history. You can wander around the statues by yourself, or…

Can the real Dracula please rise?

We all know Dracula as the bloodsucking, evil creature made up by Bram Stoker. He’s got long corner teeth, or fangs, a cape, slick black hair and preferably some blood running from the corner of his mouth. And somehow he’s usually portrayed with his hands out like claws. Long story short: he’s out to get…

Mood swings

This morning I went for a run. We’d had a fairly big night yesterday and I woke up with the urge to move. To just run. To clear my head. I heard the rain falling on the roof and looked out my window. Another miserable day. It’s September and I’m running my last yolo loop…

The world of Vappu

In my country, the 30th of April is not a particularly special day anymore since Queen’s day changed into King’s day and changed dates. In Finland, they go all out. Vappu, or Walpurgis night, is a big celebration in the streets and parks where people dress up and party. Students wear team clothing in bright…

Love from the Finnish

In the south of the Netherlands we celebrate carnaval at the start of the traditional fast before Easter. In Finland they’ve got their own way of celebrating: Laskiainen. The day I celebrated Laskiainen coincided with valentine’s day or ystäväpäivä. The university I went to had a cool program for exchange students called the friend-family program.…

Travel Theme: Refreshing

If it’s really too hot to dance, make it work! Instead of sweating in one of Budapest’s ruin clubs, I decided to try a Sparty, or a party in the famous Szechenyi bath. As four girls who had no clue what to expect and were somewhat embarrassed to dance in our bikinis, we went shopping for…