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Overview
About Me
CURRENT MISSION
build my record collection? it's November, times are slow
ABOUT ME
You know that mindset, where people believe every photo taken of them removes a piece of their being, essence, or soul? I kind of feel like that happens everytime I rewrite this section. Personal descriptions (much like people!) change, so I regularly feel like I need to update.
PHILOSOPHY
if I'm not back in 5 minutes, be happy for me!
Why I’m on Couchsurfing
HOW I PARTICIPATE IN COUCHSURFING
I surfed a couch on the back of a hop-hip pirate ship and survived. I think that counts.
COUCHSURFING EXPERIENCE
History in 10.5 Chapters
Surfing
Roy in Prague
Caspar in Berlin
Magally in Mexico City
Vincent in Berlin
Andreas in Berlin
Christian & Daniela in Berlin
Sandra & Michael in Berlin
Paraic, Fernelly & Derek in Berlin
Hosting
Johnny from New York
Kostas from Athens
Alex from Bristol
Flurin from Bulle
Stephan & Vanessa from Mainz
Bruno from Guadalajara
Arturo from Bogota
Samira, Fab, Julien & Agathe from Brussels
Klaudyna from Poznan
Interests
-Urban decay & sophisticated beauty.
-Quantum mechanics.
-La bicyclette
-Dissemination of information.
-The ideas of Terence & Dennis McKenna.
-Shiny things.
- beauty
- perfumes
- camping
- surfing
- history
One Amazing Thing I’ve Done
In the Nevada desert I watched a whiteout duststorm come into a funnel, then turn into a straight line with either side of my vision absolutely crystal clear. It held for about 5 seconds, felt like longer.
On the subway in Mexico City, a man got on, spread a blanket covered in broken glass and did back flips onto it until people gave him money.
Recreational riots, Mayday in Berlin.
Camping on the Alaskan Highway; a herd of bison ran through our camp at dawn and I had to climb a tree to avoid tramplation. Is that even a word?
A grizzly bear stole 20$ from me.
I was in an RV, we thought we were driving South into the California desert, but actually we were going North-East; drove almost 100 miles in the wrong direction, wound up on the edge of Crater Lake at 3am.
A blizzard on Canada Day.