The Botanic Bigpie

Today i was stunnd by the garden in the middle of Brussels.

Limonade for the brain

When the feeling of spring starts to kick in and the world takes the havy burdon of winter of your sholders you become wild and enjoy the peac of an uninteresting event.

Tired Fusion

The nationality of soul is what matters!

Le Chocolate

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Metro

Sodien izkapjot no metro un dodoties pa jau ierasto veikaliem parpildito ielu uz teatra pusi (tas bij ap 9 riitaa) mums pagaja garam vietejais belgju street wierdo. Gerbies armijas jakaa ar vacijas karoga uzsuvi uz pleca un sudigu philips magji uz otra pleca no kura nonstopaa skaneja vardi "No pain no sorrow". Beidzot sapratu ka esmu eiropaa. Mani gan parnjema love hate sajuta jo no vienas puses gribetos lai latvijas tepikjisi butu stiligaki bet no otras puses labak ir kaut kur aizbraukt un izbaudiit eiropas elpu. Sodien redzeju rastamanus see jah later!

Misson Bruiseels

On the flight to Bruiseels i read in a ryanair flight magazine that you can pretend being a spy or a happy travaller or discise yourself so no one would recognize you. I guess i took the role of an international criminal because of the qestion from one of my aqaitances "what are you going to do in bruuiseels rob the europian goverment???". So covering up all the mison with an international youth theatre project "Webb Love and SMS" i am here to report the status of eourope beeing taken over by the blacks muslims and latvians!