That morning after my birthday. We were cruising the highway between Breda with final destination Blankenberge in Belgium. Common on the stereo and my mind was designated to the sea breeze, blue sky, water, sand and a delish mocktail. This will be the last break before the baby is born, I thought. I’d better be a good one!
It has been a long time since my last post. I know. I feel as if I have disappointed you so badly.
I would like to ask you to vote for my website for this competition: travelblogger awards 2017 from mrkortingscode website.
Thanks in advance and just keep travelling!
I have travelling genes from my dad. When he was still working for the Indonesian government, he travelled a lot. South Korea, Singapore, India, the Netherlands, you name it. One of the unforgettable experiences I have ever had when travelling with my parents, was the time when we were living in India for several months. Yes, I lived in India when I was 4,5 years old! Since that time I have always some kind of strange bond with that land.
It has been a roller coaster ride these last three months. I have been so tired and exhausted, nauseated and bloated. Totally not me! At first I did not know what happened… but on Boxing Day (that is a day after X-mas) I found out about it. But I could not tell everyone yet! Argh, this is devastating.