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Overview
About Me
CURRENT MISSION
plan a magic trip to south america
ABOUT ME
I would say I'm easy going and open-minded but that would sound quite similar to many people on CS. As a child I wanted to be an archeologue. Of course I had quite an idealized view on the job. But I would say it describes me quiet well: willing to travel, discover, understand.
PHILOSOPHY
Put things into perspective
Why I’m on Couchsurfing
HOW I PARTICIPATE IN COUCHSURFING
I'm currently living in Brussels. I have one flatemate who's also on CS and we can host people. These months we gonna traveñ quite a lot but let's see !
COUCHSURFING EXPERIENCE
I hosted a few persons and also met couchsurfers just for chats and walking around.
Interests
Well what I like about studying journalism is that you get to meet people and visit places you would never have if you were studying something else. Sometimes you don't feel excited at first but you can have amazing surprises.
- walking
- drinking
- traveling
- socializing
- magic
- journalism
Music, Movies, and Books
Music: Ben Harper, Asaf Avidan, Devendra Bahnart, Alabama Shakes, Ludovico Einaudi, Mc Solaar, Milk Coffee & Sugar, beaucoup trop de choses !
Films: Shooting dogs, Amores perros, La Haine, Une séparation, La vie devant soi, Filth and Wisdom, Almodovar, Iñaritu, ...
Books: Jean-Christophe Rufin, Jean Ziegler, Steinbeck, Marguerite Duras, George Orwell, Truman Capote
One Amazing Thing I’ve Done
Drinking coke through a little hole in a plastic bag, in Bamako's street, when I was eight.
Teach, Learn, Share
Le Dormeur du Val
C'est un trou de verdure où chante une rivière
Accrochant follement aux herbes des haillons
D'argent; où le soleil, de la montagne fière,
Luit: c'est un petit val qui mousse de rayons.
Un soldat jeune, bouche ouverte, tête nue,
Et la nuque baignant dans le frais cresson bleu,
Dort; il est étendu dans l'herbe, sous la nue,
Pâle dans son lit vert où la lumière pleut.
Les pieds dans les glaïeuls, il dort. Souriant comme
Sourirait un enfant malade, il fait un somme:
Nature, berce-le chaudement: il a froid.
Les parfums ne font pas frissonner sa narine;
Il dort dans le soleil, la main sur sa poitrine
Tranquille. Il a deux trous rouges au côté droit.
Arthur Rimbaud
octobre 1870
Countries I’ve Visited
Egypt, Italy, Mali, Poland, Portugal, Romania, Spain, Turkey, United States, Viet Nam
Countries I’ve Lived In
France