We walked through the wonder garden full of poignant green nuances. We were like those 2 kids in the school trip venturing off the beaten track, making our own personalized itinerary, just for the sake of invalidating all the plans our teacher had carefully and meticulously prepared for us. We were the rebels, the troublemakers, […]
Motorbike Notes: Part VII (From Đà Lạt, Further South) Read More »
I’m sitting in the train station Waiting for that train To put me in a capsule Bring me back from where I came The place to remain Until I am complete again The breezy breeze is breezing through my eyes Reminds me of the ocean nearby And the time standing by I walk inside the
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I arose from my bed at the dawn’s calling. The sole thought in my mind was a simple one. One word with an exclamation point, in capital letters, to add further stress to the exclamatory nature of it: GO! No matter what, I needed to go. I made a promise to my dear Viet brother
Motorbike Notes: Part VI (Entering the Đà Lạt magic) Read More »
Yusuf was coming back from breakfast and a quick promenade back and forth to the iconic Merlion statue from Singapore. It was only his 2nd day in the bustling South East Asian metropolis for him. The excitement of a tourist discovering a new city was untouched. Especially after licking his fingers due to one of
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Eventually, I decided I had more or less enough of the whole Đà Nẵng business. What more could I even get from that city? And one could loaf around in a hostel with jolly Russians only that much. So, my sacred errand of reaching good old Saigon was thus resumed with renewed energy. 30km down
Motorbike Notes: Part V (Đà Nẵng-Hội An-Quy Nhơn) Read More »
Once securing my stay in Đà Nẵng and leaving my belongings in more or less safe circumstances, I took a stroll around the coastal night market, which was quite nearby. I reminded myself that my beloved country, Romania, was playing in the Euros that very night. It was the round of 16 in the Euro
Motorbike Notes: Part IV (A Long Long Break) Read More »
Life on the motorbike just seems to make complete sense. There’s that inner balance that the ancient scholars bragged about, be it somewhere in China or in the proximity of Athens. It’s all about the way, the balance, the 0 state or whatever one may call it. While on two wheels one seems to reach
Motorbike Notes: Part III (Road to Đà Nẵng) Read More »
I just woke up from a dream I really fancied. It was one of those dreams that you enjoy so much to the point that when you wake up from it, your disappointment is so bitter and complete that you make an effort to put yourself back to sleep. And you really try your best
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It was that moment When I stepped outside my door I knew it was going to rain The clouds were darker Than my twisted psycho humor I look up in the skies And 2 rain drops Fall straight into my eyes As if the fat grey clouds Wanted to just piss on me What the
White sheets White pillows White walls to stare at White clouds loafing Just like we do on the sheets Black hair I see A whole lot of it It’s bigger than my beard Brown beard, unshaved, untrimmed Homeless like Or in other words, hipster influencer But this black furry fuzzy fluffy thing Almost looks at
