Cities were always like people, showing their varying personalities to the traveler. Depending on the city and on the traveler, there might begin a mutual love, or dislike, friendship, or enmity. Where one city will rise a certain individual to glory, it will destroy another who is not suited to its personality. Only through travel can we know where we belong or not, where we … Continue reading And in every city…….
I seldom end up where I intended to go but always where I need to be .The long distant runner ..Trying to recoup all the things that went missing when I was to busy chasing daises in the snow .. So there I was .. on a random street in Barcelona , May 2014 ..surrounded by thousands but still lonely..37 countries visited but still searching … Continue reading There is no right way to do this
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“We live and breathe words. …. It was books that made me feel that perhaps I was not completely alone. They could be honest with me, and I with them. Reading your words, what you wrote, how you were lonely sometimes and afraid, but always brave; the way you saw the… Continue reading I don’t know What to do with you
So there I was ,on a random street in Barcelona. Continue reading A Liberian in Barcelona
My friend Henrik on a random rooftop in Barcelona , Watch his Amazing Grafitti Art @deekwonthechef Video 1 Me on a random road near parc guelle , Barcelona Video 2 Me Again on a random backstreet in Gracia , Barcelona Video 3 you’ll Find more pics and video’s on My instagram @ liberian_me Continue reading The Sweet Life in 15 seconds