Desires have a lot in common with rusted iron, acne and seeds. However you may ignore them, they seem to be growing by feeding on themselves, protruding through the layers of crusts that try to keep them away from the surface.
Thus, when one is haunted by the desires of travel, photography and writing, what else but a blog must protrude through the invisible layers of inhibition, uncertainty and shyness, exposing under the naked arch light of public view.
So here it is, a stop to my literary reticence.
I intend this to be a travel blog, though me being me, intentions do not mean much, and often travel might get shaken up with philosophy, music and art in the same decanter. Overall, the destinations will be centered around Europe for now. Since I stay in Copenhagen, Denmark will have a major share in this blog.
So, please allow me to show you around the world, as much as I can.
