Outside the city is taking a long tropical shower. Like a voyeur I’m sipping my coffee inside, all fluffy in my peignoir. Windows open...

Lanzarote contains a certain magic that was so easy to grasp while roaming the island, yet the words evaporate from my pen as soon as I...

I’m in zoom in mode lately. The little things get all my attention. I’ve been going for long morning walks in the park, smelling every...

It was an innocent plan, to go to an ecstatic dance on a Saturday night. We had been a few times before and it’s always a great idea of a...

If - like me - you are one of those nostalgic souls who easily catch a bad case of the winter blues, today could be especially gloomy....

For nearly ten years we’ve been following this tradition now, my Brussels friends and I. We rent a house somewhere in the south of...

The wedding After the funtastic festival that left me buzzing with delight, it was time to get back home to Valencia and scrub up for the...

The first days of November are to remember those who have passed on to other realms and to reflect on death. I decided to do this by...

It’s been a week of floating on fuzzy clouds, so high up hardly ever coming down. In the midst of poetry and friends warming my heart,...

This afternoon I played that record where You sing remember the love we made Of course you’re not singing to me But now you’re asking I...

How did we survive the days after summer camp when we were little? Did we indulge in milk and cookies and watch cartoons until we fell...

Oh how the night changes life as we know it people are less aware shame vanishes, embarrassment is nonexistent dancing is the new...

Ah, Valencia! Where a sense of perpetual vacation is floating in the air. Where cockroaches are fat, juicy and deeply disappointed in...

Is the festival dust still settling? Am I seeing the world through kaleidoscopic glasses? Am I falling in love with Valencia more and...

Make coffee as if you’re making love to me warm your hands as the heat rises the body of the plunger about to burst no need to let it...

As soon as I knew I was moving to Spain, I had one mission in mind: to go to Nowhere. Even though this festival has been on my burning...

Welcome to my Sunday eve setup. White wine fresh raspberries a house smelling of brownies chocolate everywhere. Fueled up on the same...

I’ve been wanting to write about my visit to Belgium since coming back home to Valencia a week ago. But I couldn’t. Because this heatwave...

Core Festival. What the hell are you? Not the love child of Rock Werchter and Tomorrowland, as we all expected. Maybe the morning after...

When an entire summer of love fits into one day you end the night falling asleep with a body sore from moving salty from sea and sweat...