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Continue reading →: The normality and commonness of a quarter-life crisis
I think, by accident, I might forever associate this post with Michael Jackson. You see, I started writing it at an airport in Frankfurt, where, inadequately dressed, I was sort of on my way home from Salvador. I was at a coffee shop that, for some reason, played Jackson’s hits…
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Continue reading →: How I Proudly Participated in Salvador Pride
“This is the music they usually play at gay clubs,” my new friend told me while we were passing, in a bouncy, dance-like way, several platforms. “OR…Well, it’s simply what many clubs in Europe play,” I said as we continued our dancing and made our way to one of those…
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Continue reading →: Another Leap (this time to the South)
For a second, Frankfurt looked like Bangkok: grey tallish buildings with a lot of trees in between them. It instantly took me back to 2011 – I remembered looking through the windows of the BKK skytrain on my way from the airport with awe, not being able to realise that…
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Continue reading →: Exploring Lithuania©
“On one hand, I understand that you’re here and seeing you on this bus does feel natural somehow, but on the other hand, it all feels so surreal!” – I was telling my good college friend who came to visit me in Lithuania this August. We were on our way…
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Continue reading →: France (Nice): Fake Arrogance of a Fake Local
After I said goodbye to my sister, I did what I‘ve been successfully doing for years now: I was slowly going home, as I like to call it. In this case, going back to Lithuania from Ireland happened to be through Nice and then a bit of Italy. This route…
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Continue reading →: Ireland: a long-awaited apology
The first time I visited Ireland was back in 2007, the summer before my freshman year in college (yes, now you can more or less successfully calculate my age). “Ah, finally, after all those years of English, I’m going to an English-speaking country for the first time…” I thought, naively,…
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Continue reading →: Attention, Detention
“I know why she’s here: she has a dangerous amount of shoes in her suitcase” – a man pointed to a young girl, probably his relative, resulting in laughs – or smiles at least – in the waiting hall in Ben Gurion airport. That waiting hall, interestingly, was not the…
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Continue reading →: End of the Year Friend-o-hon a.k.a. That One Way How Money Can Buy Happiness
I know it’s the end of January and reflecting on 2013 seems somehow…too late (yeah, no more thoughts of what has happened in the past!). And yet, since ‘less procrastination’ didn’t make it on my new year’s resolution list (making the list haven’t made it to my previous list so…
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Continue reading →: It’s All About Kindness, Isn’t It?
A good friend recently interviewed me about my not-so-recent time in Thailand. There were plenty of cases of going off on tangents, of course, us remembering our summer and planning some sweet time ahead. Her last question, however, was back to the point. She asked me about the things I’ve…
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Continue reading →: A Great Leap to the East (OK, it’s not that great, not that much to the East either)
I’m glad I’ve been procrastinating and brewing some ideas for this entry, since I’ve read a great article (http://thoughtcatalog.com/2012/what-happens-when-you-live-abroad/) recently which caused a lot of self-analysis and reflections. It’s a really interesting phenomenon: this piece is well written, it presents beautiful ideas, and I think for some people reading it can…
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