Travelogue, opinions, thoughts and much more. Tuesday, 12 November 2013. She gazes out in the dark. Seemingly afraid that the light might bare her heavy thoughts. Sometimes I find her with tears in her eyes. Of operations that went wrong. Often those that went right. To topple a top heavy regime. A cruel and crass autocrat. Sometimes she speaks in a hushed guttural tongue. Lost in planning of objectives and missions. Ready to lay her life for the greater good.

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Saturday, July 13, 2013. I really should start blogging again. I never did write that post. I really owe some detailed post. I should write a month-by-month summary of what has happened in my life. And yet more time passes.

Friday, June 21, 2013. Today is my last day in Nice. The weather has turned quite warm, but I continued to take long walks. Tuesday afternoon, Vesna was not home, I had forgotten that she was having surgery for carpal tunnel that day. So I went to the Music of Contemporary Art. There were plenty of new things to see and the rooms were air-conditioned. It is dedicated to Helen of the Cross. It was closed when we arrive.

En lørdag i en kæmpemessehal i Fredericia sammen med en million-milliard andre kreative sjæle på jagt efter gode ideer, lækre materialer og de helt rigtige projekter til efteråret. Sidste år sprang jeg over - og blev i år overvældet over de mange mange stande og den høje høje kvalitet, der synes, der har ramt Kreative Dage i Fredericia. Det levede fuldt op til mine forventninger - også selvom vi gik som sild i en tønde eller køer på vejen.