"Maybe a place chooses you. Maybe it calls out to you from oceans away, saying "Come, cross over, you can be home."
"Maybe a place chooses you. Maybe it calls out to you from oceans away, saying "Come, cross over, you can be home."
"Maybe a place chooses you. Maybe it calls out to you from oceans away, saying "Come, cross over, you can be home."
2018 had brought me many adventures in travel and in life. Our family had moved from Portugal to France and I was able to visit several countries despite the responsibilities of being a mom and wife.
Indonesia always has a special place in my heart.
Ben and I got engaged in Bali, Indonesia. And after many trips there, I always crave for nasi goreng, gado gado and that spicy red sambal. I hardly had any Indonesian food since we moved to Europe 3 and a half years ago. But little did I know that would change when we moved to Porto recently.
The guy behind the Indonesian Pop Up in Porto is Audry Maulana, a Jakarta native who had been living and working in Porto for 2 years.
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The guy behind the Indonesian Pop Up in Porto is Audry Maulana, a Jakarta native who had been living and working in Porto for 2 years.
My Dearest Sinaya,
Today, I read you a book entitled Mon Amour, my love. And the second page read:
"Je t'aime depuis que je te connais, et même avant.
I love you since I knew you, and even before."
It reminded me of that time, 3 years ago. The moment when we first found out about you.
I found myself in Barcelona in the beginning of autumn, when the weather was still warmish. And so I vowed to myself I would spend as much time as I can outdoors. No musty museums or churches. I simply wanted to walk around aimlessly under the open sky.
"To awaken alone in a strange town is one of the pleasant sensations in the world. You are surrounded by adventure." ~Freya Stark
When we first started We Are Sole Sisters as a travel blog in 2011, the goal was simple: to experience, document and share our adventures all over the globe. In more 6 years of travel blogging, I had grown to embrace this lifestyle and profession.
But it had also become a job.
“so, here you are
too foreign for home
too foreign for here.
never enough for both.”
—Ijeoma Umebinyuo, “diaspora blues“
“I want to learn how to make Tarte au Citron. It’s my mother-in-law’s favorite.”
It was a cold winter day in Versailles and I had just summoned the courage to ask a Cordon Bleu trained chef Patricia Boussaroque, who gives culinary workshops in her atelier, to take me in as her “stagiaire”, an apprentice. When asked why, I gave my reason. Unexpectedly, she said I could assist her for a class that weekend.
I've had a pretty exciting childhood. I remember spending a lot of time outdoors, at the nearby playground as well as climbing trees. I often ran with the neighborhood boys and never thought I was any different from them. I always asked to join cops and robbers even though I was often rejected. I would also join races to see who could run the fastest. I often won.
