My second trip of firsts.

Dear Zonk,

We haven’t been in touch. So you probably don’t know that I’m going to Belgium tonight. To Rock Werchter. Which is a music festival with the most amazing line up ever. Then I go chill in Brussels for three days with a bunch of people, and then head to Paris. Alone. 

I should have done a real post about this before. But because I didn’t, here’s a list to make up for it. 

My second trip of firsts.

This trip will be the first time I –

  • Leave the country with almost 70% of my friends
  • Go to Europe
  • Live in a tent for 4 days
  • Travel alone to someplace outside the country
  • Explore a new city alone
  • Do the above in a non-English speaking place
  • Take an international flight alone

I’m hoping no horrible firsts get added to that list. I really don’t want to get robbed on this trip. Or worse. 

But. This is way more than I thought I’d ever do by myself. Past Kitu would be proud.

You should be proud, too. 

Love always,

K.

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Author: Kirtana K

I paint and make music and blog like a maniac. These days I try to run. But I have chicken legs and lungs the size of two-rupee balloons. I fail. I like pajamas and striped socks and books that read like song and songs that sound like poetry and strangers who read this page. And Maggi when I'm sick or cold or sad or celebrating. They'll find noodles in my veins if ever they cut me open. And potatoes. And maybe a tiny bit of whiskey. I'll be an Unidentified Living Object and they'll put my insides on display. It will be crazy. It will be awesome. It will.

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