tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58455785903374293002024-12-19T04:30:48.032+01:00Where in the world is Henriette?Henriettehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15089857225056879588noreply@blogger.comBlogger38125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5845578590337429300.post-20944215372617455892016-01-12T17:56:00.000+01:002016-01-22T18:26:18.334+01:00

Day 13. When I came home tonight I heard about the suicide bomber in Istanbul, near the Blue Mosque, of which I took this photo exactly one month ago. Horrified. So much pain, so many places already... This madness has to stop! To my friends in Turkey and everywhere, please stay safe. ‪#‎ficklethinglife

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Day 12. Many Thai homes have one or two carved stone or wood statues, usually female, at the front door, welcoming guests with a traditional ‘sawadee’ wai. But probably even more common are brightly coloured plaster dolls, jollily laughing, presenting English or Thai words that mean welcome. There are different styles and they often come in pairs. Once you have seen them, you see them

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Day 10. The Thai greeting is referred to as the ‘wai’. It consists of a slight bow, with the palms pressed together in a prayer-like fashion. In Bangkok outside each McDonald’s restaurant there is a very creepy plastic Ronald McDonald copying the Thai wai to greet potential customers. I really do not understand what McDonald’s and their junk food is doing in this country. Thai food is among the

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Day 9. A friend of ours (@Leonardo Barreto Chamorro) recently posted on his Facebook a picture of their thermometer at midnight, joking that a few days earlier when the temperature was two marks left of 30, they felt like tele transported --with the entire city of Bangkok-- to another country. I commented that we had a similar model but our readings, at a few blocks distance, were a bit

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Day 8. Oops, almost a day too late. Not a good sign. Was so exhausted last night that I fell asleep as soon as I reached home after a new year’s celebration (with oliebollen and beer) with the Dutch club in Bangkok (I forgot taking a picture of the oliebollen..). I realize that three days on the beach over the Christmas weekend did not suffice to completely come to rest. I so much enjoyed

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Day 7. Midnight. After a great evening with friends and wine it is not easy to stick to my intention to whip up a daily photo message (my admiration for others who do so consistently has increased immensely!). I chose this photo that I took on Christmas day of a tower of balancing rocks on the beach in Ko Samed. The builder is an eccentric guy named Mr Judd who makes a whole group of rock

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Day 6.&nbsp; I am used to kick off the morning with a quick cup of coffee and sprint out the door. But when Rob is with me I am greeted in the morning with delicious good-for-me fruit breakfasts, such as this morning’s colourful fruit platter made with love. #ficklethinglife

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Day 5.&nbsp; A few months ago a lovesick beautiful male hummingbird built this totally messy nest in front of my bedroom window along the thread of a wind chime (consisting of fake birds made of seeds. The nest successfully served its purpose to attract mates and nowadays a couple of times a day the male bird (with red feathers on head and parts of body) accompanied by no less than two females

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Day 4. &nbsp;At the start of every new day it is such a joy to greet my “paradise in the sky”, listen to the dawn chorus when many species of birds sing, water the plants and flowers and do a bit of gardening... Bliss! #ficklethinglife

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Day 3. Some of you have been waiting for this: my yearly travel statistics. In 2015 I made 34 flights, and I was in 11 different countries (Bangladesh, Cambodia, Iceland, Kazakhstan, Netherlands, Northern Ireland, South Africa, Sri Lanka, Switzerland, Thailand, Turkey), 3 of which new and several were visited multiple times. For the first time I plotted numbers of flights and countries since

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Day 2. Every year, several weeks before the year ends I start pondering about a theme and watch out for interesting photo opportunities. Sometimes I am working on a card in my head, but it is only when I sit down with my photos and computer that the card mysteriously and invariably creates itself. And so it happened that today’s morning swim in the pool on the 15th floor of my building, with that

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Henriettehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15089857225056879588noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5845578590337429300.post-66866207650383606022015-12-31T18:12:00.000+01:002016-01-22T18:12:38.049+01:00

Day 1. With this photo taken during the last minutes of 2015 and the countdown to 2016 I am starting a special count-up! This is going to be a very special year in many ways and I will try to share moments of my 'fickle thing life' with you using one photo a day. Here is the first!! ‪#‎ficklethinglife

Henriettehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15089857225056879588noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5845578590337429300.post-43600948266657740492014-07-29T18:50:00.000+02:002014-07-29T18:53:34.359+02:00

&nbsp;...when your favourite department store has each floor themed after a different well known city/place in the world. e

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... when the taxi's come in all the colours of the rainbow... &nbsp;

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... when the nicest, tallest and most feminine girls in your neighbourhood are actually not exactly girls.... &nbsp;

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Two days ago I posted a blog on Joytika and how she was murdered. Below some pictures taken at the tribute to Joytika's life that was held at the YMCA in Suva on 6 July 2013. It was an intimate and moving event.

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Amsterdam, 14 Febr 2014 Exactly one year ago I was in Suva, dancing "break the chain" in the streets, together with many other people, one of them was Joytika Singh. Joy was killed by her husband in the morning of 27 June 2013.&nbsp; I know that her friends in Suva have been dancing today in her memory. Shortly after the killing of Joytika I wrote below text after having attended one of a

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"Every second of every day you're faced with a decision that can change your life” (from the movie 'Run Lola run') It was early December. The whole country was in chaos. It had been snowing for days and it was extremely cold. Many people intended to move across the country that Saturday. It was the weekend of Sinterklaas, while for others this weekend was important because of an important

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Yesterday I was at a one-day meeting in Vienna. The meeting organizors provided a light lunch in the hall of the majestic building. Andrea*, a colleague, stood next to me, close to the table with finger food, sampling among the choice of mini meat skewers, wiener schnitzels, pizza rolls and so on. I turned to her to say something and to my horror there she was clutching her throat, not able to

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New study shows high prevalence of domestic violence in Viet NamHa Noi, 25 November 2010 – One in three, or 34 percent, of ever-married women report that they have suffered physical or sexual violence from their husbands at some time in their lives, according to the National Study on Domestic Violence Against Women in Viet Nam, launched today by the Government of Viet Nam and the United Nations.

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