After a quiet flight of about 90 minutes the plane lands in Bilbao, Spain. It looks a bit rainy, or foggy, hard to say. Since I’m in a seat way at the front, I can exit the plane pretty efficiently and, admiring the design of the building, make my way to the luggage carrousels and… Continue reading Logistics
I’m taking off today on a city trip to Bilboa (Spain), internationally known as Bilbao. Not to be confused with Balboa, as in Rocky Balboa. I’ll meet my mom, who left for Bilboa from Belgium about 4 weeks and 2000 km ago. 2000 km! I took a local train this morning at 7:13, switched to… Continue reading To Bilbao! Bilboa!
My mom and I are finally visiting Rome! My husband visited it in high school, so did one of my sisters, but for my mom and I it just didn't happen before. So now we've simply decided to make a city trip out of it to see the famous roman buildings, visit the Vatican city… Continue reading to Rome
It used to be called FYROM: The Former Yugoslavian Republic of Macedonia, but recently they have come to an agreement with Greece and the country is now officially known as North Macedonia. I'm travelling for work to the capital Skopje for the fourth time in as many years, each time spending a few weeks working… Continue reading To North Macedonia
I'm not writing about a holiday experience, that's a first for this blog! I'm in Macedonia (full of qwerty keyboards, so I will have to pay attention to typos) and was supposed to leave for home today. Being of the type preferring to be early rather than late, I had already spent two hours at… Continue reading long hours at the airport
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