Postcards from Werchter
De obicei, atunci cand nu mai auziti nimic de mine o vreme de cele mai multe ori e semn bun. Ori m-am indragostit, ori sunt prin vreo alta tara (or, you know… both!), ori in a food coma, dar de cele mai multe ori I’m having way too much fun to spend time cu un laptop in brate. (dar daca va mistuie dorul puteti arunca un ochi pe Instagram sau pe pagina de Facebook).
Saptamana trecuta am fost incommunicado pentru ca am revenit la Werchter, dar am gasit 15 minute pentru cateva postcards din zilele trecute:
w/ two of my favourite girls
Duck tajine for my first dinner in Leuven, at the lovely Moroccan resto Koutoubiya
Counting goosebumps at Rock Werchter with Florence + The Machine, and feeling like the dog days are over
the always connected wanderluster
Can you hear the horses? ‘Cause here they come
let’s waste time chasing airplanes
the grass was greener, the light was brighter, with friends surrounded, the nights of wonder
can hardly wait to get up at noon
dumb smiles make up for sleepless nights
festival food – when in Belgium
trucker girl waiting for the Muse concert