Three things

A recent call with mom got me thinking quite a lot about what I had finally learnt during my first year in Romania. Read More

I’m not fleeing, I fly.

“Dear parents, today you won’t have a child anymore. Without smoke, without alcohol, I fly. I’m not fleeing, I fly.” Read More


Two Romanians, one Dutch, one Moldavian and one Peruvian (me). Final destination: Snagov Monastery. Done. Let’s go!

We met at the center of the city. Once we were all together and got some coffee for our way, we got on the car and started the ride. The youngest of us drove us to our destination.
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