Melancholia

 

Some days I wake up and feel melancholic. That's when I start browsing through all my pictures and get soaked by hundreds of memories. Today is one of these days :). Instead of studying, I'm collecting memories and dreaming about what is yet to come in a few weeks, this summer and next year. 

Most of my memories go back to citytrips, hiking-tours and family moments. These pictures are mainly taken during several trips I've made: finding our way on the GR20 in Corse, hiking trough Northern Sweden and -literally- stare bewildered at the most beautiful wild animal I've ever seen: the reindeer, putting our feet in the clear water of Crete and - up until now my most impressive experience - hiking through Vietnam. This last trip really has been an eye- opener for me: the fragility, honesty and sobriety of the vietnamese people, their state of mind, their religion, their food (!) and kindness goes further than any other culture I've ever got in contact with. 

Although I love sunbathing from time to time on a holiday, I find it more important to meet the locals, to get to know their rituals, ideas and religion. Therefore, - even when we went to Barcelona - I always search for unknown, silent places without tourists :). That's my idea of a good holiday.

X, Saar