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I’m not dead

Hello world! Happy 2018! (-> better late than never)

I hope you all had a great start to this brand new year, just like me! (big LOL, I entered 2018 as I ended 2017: as happy as an armless Bollywood dancer)

Fortunately, I am not the type to stay in bed crying for weeks (just a few days, then I’m back on my feet with a bigger smile than ever and a massive laugh coming out my throat).

So today I was going through my computer files while updating my portfolio and I bumped into a bunch of (non-finished) articles that I never published due to all the problems I faced with the crappy wordpress system (and my not-so-good internet access last year). As you already know, I have struggled a lot to publish before I decided to just… Ignore my blog. Ha. In your face, WordPress. Never again. BUT… I must admit that I had forgotten a tiny detail, and when I say tiny… well it’s not that tiny at all:  My domain name has been automatically renewed and in the flow, my credit card debited. Daaamn… So now that I (involuntarily) paid for another year online, might as well get to do some writing, even if my blog title ‘hit-the-road-girl’ all of a sudden seems obsolete.

Stupid pictures of me, involving a pine cone, for attention.
Stupid pictures of me, involving a pine cone, for attention.

Obsolete? Yeah, here you go: I left south Asia and I am currently back in Switzerland. Yes. It’s true. I swear. Why? Because I missed my mum (and my bank account was kind of empty)

So yeah, Switzerland, the cold, the rain, the job hunting, the studies, the snow, the rain again, the cheese, the job hunting, the chocolate, the studies, the cold, the rain, I’m bored, I’m so bored, tic-tac tic-tac.  I am just in the exact opposite state than I was last year: locked up. Not going anywhere. My years hitting the road are behind me now, welcome responsibilities! (yay…)

Anyways, I was meditating about this (or should I better say mulling this) for the past weeks when I suddenly got to a brilliant conclusion: Yeah, I shall keep my blog. I have a good internet access in Heidiland, and even if I am not hitting any physical road at the moment, I surely am hitting an inner one.

Welcome abroad for some new adventures!

A little bit of Kolkata

Kolkata, from Kalikata: the field of Kali, Goddess of Time, Creation, Destruction and Power. My favorite. If I had to “kiss some gods’ arse”, as Aravind Adiga says in “The White Tiger”, it would be Kalis. Maybe does it influe in the fact that fell in love with the City of Joy. Or maybe not. Maybe is it just because of all these wonderful people I’ve got to meet here, of the smell of the amazing (and amazingly cheap!) food that follows me wherever I go, of the sweet chai I drink in every corner in clay cups, or of the artistic and cultural events that take place everywhere, at anytime 🙂

Flower market
Flower market

 

Workers of the Victoria Memorial
Workers of the Victoria Memorial

 

Having a break
Having a break on the street

 

Ma'am! Please take a picture of me with this rose!
Ma’am! Please take a picture of me with this rose!

 

Flower market
Flower market

 

Morning bath in the Hoghly river
Morning bath in the Hoghly river

 

Casual
Casual

 

Lost in the city, this man offered us a seat, a bottle of water and his precious advices <3
Lost in the city, this man offered me a seat, a bottle of water and his precious advices <3

 

Workers from the port having a break
Workers from the port having a break

 

sabir
Conversation with Sabir <3

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7 Days in Cuba

Cuba… The Pearl of the Antilles. Viva la revolucion! Fidel Castro, Che Guevara, Celia Sanchez, Camilo Cienfuegos! Salsa dancing, cigars smoking and rum drinking! Rock climbing, horse riding, jazz music listening and much more!

Here is the link to the article I’ve written for Travelicious a few weeks ago. You will find there tips and anwsers to frequent questions you may have before traveling to Cuba. I hope you’ll find it usefull 🙂

http://travelicious.world/jazz-cigars-and-rock-climbing-welcome-to-cuba/