zondag 21 december 2014

Dutch music

At the moment I'm busy selecting songs for the next edition of my International Song Contest. Usually I don't select Dutch songs, but the past year or two Dutch artists have been making very good music, so certainly this time there will be a Dutch song in the contest again. Since most of the readers of this blog are not Dutch, I will now share some good songs by Dutch artists. And actually all of them have a story behind them, so be sure to read the description as well.

Dotan - Home

This song has been like an anthem for the Netherlands in 2014. It was a big hit during the World Cup and also one radio station made a remix of this song and radio commentaries from the game after each game of the Dutch national team. However, shortly after the World Cup ended the song got a completely different meaning. It became connected to the crash of flight MH-17: the plane full of Dutch people that was shot out of the sky by Russian separatists in Eastern Ukraine, killing all 298 people on board. Because of all the emotions that are connected to this song, it is the highest newcomer in the Dutch top 2000 of the best songs ever made, at rank 82.


Mr. Probz - Nothing Really Matters

Mr. Probz used to be one of the many wannabe-hiphoppers that I dislike so much. He was involved with the wrong kind of people during his youth (which explains his nickname Mr. Probz: Probz is short for all the problems he had) and never really achieved a real breakthrough as a rapper. In 2013 he surprised everybody with his beautiful song "Waves" and after Robin Schulz made a remix of this song Mr. Probz became internationally famous. "Nothing Really Matters" is his latest single and with this song Mr. Probz has been on top of the Dutch charts for 6 weeks.


Niels Geusebroek - Take Your Time Girl

The following song was performed live on the radio for the first time and dedicated to the unborn child of the news-reader of the radio station. In the background throughout the entire song you will hear the heartbeat of this baby. And the song is pretty good as well!


Chef'Special - In Your Arms

The final song I want to share with you today may seem like a sad love song at first ear. However, if you listen more carefully you will find out that there is a deeper meaning to this song. The song is written for the father of the singer, who died a couple of years earlier. As this song is the first big hit of the band Chef'Special, the singer once mentioned that it's kind of strange to him that the death of his father made the band's so successful in the end. But he knows that his father would have been proud to be part of the success and that he will be watching him from a cloud.


I hope you liked these songs. A merry Christmas to you all!

zondag 7 december 2014

My trip to Jordan

Last month I went on a trip to Jordan. "Jordan?", you are asking. Yes, Jordan. Despite all the dangers in the islamic world right now, Jordan is still a very safe country to go to. And it has two top attractions to offer: Petra, one of the 7 new world wonders, and the Dead Sea, the lowest place on earth. I arrived in Aqaba via a low-cost flight from Amsterdam. Aqaba is a city in the south of Jordan, next to the Red Sea. My initial plan was to go straight to Petra on the same day, but a taxi driver and his friends convinced me that there were no more buses that day and so I spent the night in Aqaba and left to Petra early in the next morning.

Petra

To describe Petra in words is difficult. It is better to just show you some pictures:





At the end of the day, as you can see on the last picture, I climbed up a hill to get a lot at the "Treasury" from above. The viewing point was a bit hard to find and at when I finally found the right spot, I was invited by two bedouin guys to have some tea with them, while enjoying the great view. This was a nice preparation for that night, as I was going Couchsurfing again and my host was Ghassab: a bedouin who lives in a cave in the Petra-area. Unfortunately it was too dark to go to the cave and sleep there when I got out of Petra (you don't want your jeep to get stuck in the desert sand at night), but I could stay with his family in a bedouin village called Umm Sayhoun. A bedouin house doesn't have a lot of furniture. You both sit and sleep on cushions on the floor. Some bedouins who have no cave and own just a house even construct tents in their garden, where they would sleep most days of the year. I guess that if being a bedouin is in your blood, you don't feel comfortable living in a regular house.

The next morning I explored Wadi Musa (the village next to Petra) a bit and at around noon I went to the bus station to catch a minibus to Amman. In Jordan, like in many other non-western countries, there are many minibuses that don't follow a fixed timetable. They just leave whenever the bus is full enough (or whenever the driver feels like it). In this case, filling up the bus was a bit of a problem. There were around 10 people in the bus, but it was not enough for the driver to depart. After waiting for more than two hours, four young men even asked their money back and left the bus. This caused a bit of a stir and the locals in the bus started arguing with the driver. In the end they couldn't convince him to leave. I decided two hours had been enough for me as well and also got my money back. I would walk around in Wadi Musa some more and take the more expensive "tourist bus" in the afternoon instead. This was a good choice: on that bus I met two other travellers from Singapore and USA and the American guy had the same plans as I had for the next day: to go to the Dead Sea.

Dead Sea

I stayed in touch with Michael, the American guy, via Whatsapp and together we got a taxi that would take us on a touristic trip the next day. First we visited a church in Madaba (not so interesting), then we went to Mount Nebo (the place where Moses first saw the "promised land" Israel, quite interesting) and finally to the Dead Sea. The Dead Sea is the lowest point on earth. It used to be a big sea, but due to the desert sun all the water melted and there is only very little water left. This water is very salty (it tasted horrible, like a saltier version of salt), so humans cannot sink in this water and will always float.
Michael had booked a room at an expensive holiday resort with a private beach. Normally all places (including the public beach) charge over 20 euros as an entrance fee for the Dead Sea, but since Michael said I was with him I got in for free. Being social and meeting other travellers abroad really pays off. Moreover, I also had somebody to enjoy the day with and take pictures of me while floating in the Dead Sea:


It was a great experience that I wouldn't want to have missed for the world.

Amman

Michael invited me to stay the night in his hotel room, but I had to decline, since I had agreed a Couchsurfing host in Amman already. My host, Ramzi, was living in a far-away neighborhood though, so it was quite difficult to get there. But after one taxi, some walking (and meeting a nice universiy professor alongside the road who in the end even invited me to his home in Ajloun) and another taxi I found the right place and met my host. And the next day I even went back "home" with just two minibuses (tip: ask locals to write down the places you need to go in Arabic and then just show those signs to people who don't speak English, so they can still guide you in the right direction and tell you when to get off the minibus). Ramzi already had a second guest, an Australian backpacker who had been hitchhiking from Romania all the way to Jordan and who was going to do volunteer work in the desert the coming month. So if you already think I am an adventurous traveller, then this example shows that there are people who are way more adventurous than I am. :)

Here is a picture from Amman:


Back to Aqaba

After one full day in Amman (more than enough to see everything in the city) it was time to go back to Aqaba. I had done everything on my list, so I was planning to just go and buy some souvenirs, find a Pizza Hut to take my traditional picture in front of it (I already have more than 5 pictures now of myself in front of Pizza Hut's all over the world) and enjoy some quiet time. On the bus I met an Austrian man though, who told me he wanted to go scuba diving in the Red Sea the next day. I got excited and decided to join him. After making plans on Whatsapp (this app makes traveling so much easier!) we went to a diving resort the next day. Unfortunately I found out during the course that I wasn't comfortable enough under water to go through with the actual diving part, but in the end I still had a nice day because the resort and the area around it were quite beautiful. This is the view I had on my last day in Jordan:


It was quite an intense week, but I'm happy that I managed to see and do so many things. Jordan is certainly a country that is worth a visit. Just watch out not to let all those evil taxi drivers and other people in the tourist business take advantage of you. Those people are the only bad thing I can write about Jordan, actually.

Stories I wasn't able to include in my story

It's not easy to write a blog that's easy to read and still include all the fun memories. So here are three stories that I wanted to include in the main story, but couldn't. You can see this as a "bonus track" or something. :)

- In Wadi Rum I couldn't find the tourist bus easily. I wasn't sure whether it would leave from the bus station in Wadi Rum or at the gates of Petra. So I asked four people and got four different answers... Welcome to travelling in Jordan!
- In a hotel I got acquainted with a Spanish man. He didn't speak English that well, so at first I thought I misunderstood him when he said he had been travelling for 5 years. But I didn't. He told me the full story of how he got into an accident that made him unfit to work. Suddenly he found himself as a 35 years old man without a job or a future and he could only walk with a stick. The man (I never even asked his name) got depressed in the first few months, but then he decided he should make the best out of this. So he sold all of his stuff and started his journey around the world.
I found his story very inspirational. Most people in his situation would have stayed at home feeling miserable or angry at the world, but he actually told me that his life was better now than it was before his accident.
- I planned to buy most of my souvenirs and take my "Pizza Hut-picture" in Aqaba on the last day. As mentioned above, my plans changed. Luckily the Austrian guy knew exactly where to find the Pizza Hut in Aqaba, so he took me there before we went to the diving place. I also told him I wanted to buy some souvenirs, so we stopped at a small shop close to the center. The owner, an approximately 65 years old man, told us he was just about to go to the weekly Friday afternoon prayer several times, but he also said (again, several times) that he was an honest man and would offer us a good price. And he actually did. So I bought all of my souvenirs in his shop. With each item I bought I got a present from this man. With the first present I got a fridge magnet, then with the second a bracelet for my sister (when he found out that the gift was for her) and finally he gave me a free keychain with the flag of Jordan.
After he sold us all these items he was suddenly not in a hurry any more to get to the mosque, because he started showing us a photo album with all kinds of pictures of "famous" people he met in the 1970s... This friendly man was a very nice memory for me, and I even went back to his shop the next day just to say hi and ask about taxi prices to the airport.

donderdag 27 november 2014

Balkan roadtrip

A couple of weeks ago I went to Bulgaria, to see Lilly again. Together we made a roadtrip to Montenegro. Here's a short summary of my trip.

I arrived in Sofia on a Friday afternoon. Lilly picked me up from the airport and we went to her place. In the evening we would have dinner at her parents' house and the next day we would go to her family's village house in the mountains. The dinner, my first meeting with her parents, went quite well. Her Albanian father welcomed me with a glass of rakija. I drank it at a reasonable speed and answered all of his questions (what do you do for a living? what do your parents do for a living?) to his satisfaction, so it seemed like I was approved before we even started eating. They had prepared several dishes because they didn't know if I would like everything, but in the end I ate a lot from all of the food they made.
The trip to the village the next day was a real challenge: suddenly it had started to snow and since it was the first snowy day of the year  nobody was prepared for it. But after some delay in the early afternoon, we could travel to the village safely on mostly cleaned roads. Even the most crappy village roads had been cleaned:


Oh, and in the village Lilly made a pretty bad-ass picture of me. Those boots were not mine by the way, because obviously I didn't expect to have such weather conditions in October when I packed my bag. But I am considering to buy boots like that now. They look quite manly:


On Monday the weather was better and we started our trip to Montenegro. We took the shortest route that didn't pass through Kosovo and Albania (crazy traffic there) and ended up on a very high mountain pass near Novi Pazar in Serbia. Since we were above the clouds there, I could take some nice pictures:


After 12 hours on the road we reached Podgorica, the capital of Montenegro, at around 6pm. While searching for a parking place we got pulled over by a fat man in a t-shirt who said he was from the civil police. He said we were driving in an area where it was not allowed and said we needed to pay him 10 euros or we would get a fine of 100 euros. We made clear that we wouldn't pay anything until he showed us his badge (it's in my car! it's in my car!) and in the end he drove away without getting any money from us. It was unfortunately not the only time somebody in Montenegro tried to rip us off. At a gas station one day later the woman behind the counter tried to charge 66 euros on my creditcard, even though I had clearly seen that the meter indicated 56 euros. The fact that the lady admitted her "mistake" without even looking at the meter revealed that this was not an honest mistake...

We visited Podgorica the next morning (there's not that much to see) and we drove to Kotor via the Shkoder-lake and Budva. Kotor is a lovely coastal village, with an even more lovely old town. It has a mountain right next to it, from which you can have wonderful views, like for example this one:


Kotor is really worth a visit if you ask me. It's nicer than most Croatian coastal cities, less touristic and a lot cheaper too!

Since the road between Bulgaria and Montenegro via Serbia was long and not nice enough to drive for a second time in one week, we decided to drive back through Albania (where Lilly was a bad girl again, overtaking a truck where it wasn't allowed and getting caught by the police doing so; luckily the policeman was very friendly and liked that Lilly had an Albanian father so he let us go with just a warning) and Macedonia and spend a night in Ohrid. We both had visited Ohrid before, but I only was there once in bad weather conditions. So it was nice to visit this place again. And it was certainly a nicer ending to our trip than another 12 hours on a road we had seen before!


zondag 1 juni 2014

The musical journey part 5: Scandinavia

It may take some time, but eventually I will always continue taking you on a musical journey around the world. Today's theme will be Scandinavia: the part of the world where they make the best music, if you ask me.

Plumbo - Møkkamann (Norway)

If there are any lovers of Norwegian folk reading my blog, they will be very happy with me right now. Although I guess the lovers of Norwegian folk will know this song already, because it was quite famous in Norway. Møkkamann means "dirt man" or "shit man" in Norwegian and that's pretty much all I know about this song. But it's nice and upbeat folk-music and even without understanding anything about the meaning of the song it's worth a listen.


Krista Siegfrieds - Can You See Me (Finland)

Krista Siegfrieds represented Finland in the Eurovision Song Contest in 2013, where she reached the final with a catchy pop song and a lesbian kiss at the end of her performance. It seemed like she was just another ordinary pop singer. I thought the same way, until I discovered the following song by her.
Turns out that this" pop princess" can actually sing and perform a sensitive love ballad as well!


Robin - Frontside Ollie (Finland)

When a Finnish friend told me one day that Finland had its own Justin Bieber, I was a bit reluctant to click on the link to a YouTube video that was sent along with that message. I was pleasantly surprised though at what I heard next: this Bieber-lookalike actually made good music. Robin started making commercial music already in 2012 when he was just 13 and today he is already in the top 70 best-selling artists of all time in his home country. Not bad for a 15-years old.


Nabiha - Ask Yourself (Denmark)

We end this list with a song that could have easily been from any other country, but still, it's worth sharing. The singer of this song, Nabiha Bensouda, was born in a family with both Danish and north-west African roots, specifically Gambia, Mali and Morocco. She grew up listening to a variety of genres of music, from her mother’s Malian lullabies to soul, rock, and electronic. Nabiha scored some (minor) hits in countries like Belgium and the UK in the past, but this particular song never became popular outside of Denmark. I can't really understand why, which is also why I'm sharing it with you guys. Enjoy!


zondag 11 mei 2014

A short trip to the Greek islands

Part 1: Santorini

A few months ago my friend Lilly from Bulgaria, who always loves to ask me random questions, asked me if I would consider going on a trip with her this spring. So I asked her what destination she had in mind. Santorini is what she said.

So here we are now: on a beach in Santorini. Lilly is sunbathing next to me with a red scarf covering her face and I'm sitting, no, I'm lying next to her writing this blog post in the little notebook I got as a present when I went to Tanzania to write down my travel stories. Some soothing music is playing on the background, my sunglasses and swimming shorts are on and I'm staring at the sea, which is as blue as you would imagine it to be on a Greek island. I'm dreaming away more often than I'd like to, but that's no problem: I still have the whole afternoon to write.

It's just 4 days ago that, after months of chatting via Facebook, I met Lilly in person for the first time. Some people were hesitant about my holiday, since I would be spending a week with a person I never met before, but we got along very well from the first minute. We spent our first few days in Fira, the capital of Santorini, where one can enjoy the following view around sunset:


I now fully understand why some girls are dreaming of a honeymoon on Santorini.

On Saturday we took a long walk from Fira to Oia. The walk there is long and contains a lot of climbing, but the views are amazing and the village is worth a visit as well.
We decided to spend a few days at the other side of the island, where the views are less stunning. This is where I am now. We are staying at the most lovely place ever: Samson's Village in Perissa, Santorini. And because it's still low-season we were able to book our own apartment here for just 15 euros per person per night! It was a bit difficult to find at first (also due to some helpful locals sending us in the wrong direction), but I really recommend this place.

Before I tell the next story, I should first tell you a bit more about my travel partner Lilly. For example that she is a bit of a naughty girl. So when we climbed up a steep hill for 45 minutes only to find out that the ruins of ancient Thira (which we planned to visit) were closed on Mondays, she insisted on climbing over the gate to visit those ruins anyway. My rational mind wasn't comfortable trespassing and wasn't sure how we'd make it back over the gate without a lock to place our foot on the other side of the gate, so I didn't join her in her impulsive action. Therefore I can only tell the story to you the way Lilly told it to me afterwards.
According to her story, she was walking up the final path to the ruins when she suddenly heard a siren behind her. She looked back and saw a large pick-up truck. Out of the window on the driver's side appeared an arm that was signalling her to walk down again. The man in the car, I imagine him as a middle-aged bald man with big arms and an angry look on his face, got out of the car when Lilly passed by and without saying a word he opened the gate for her to let her out. The fact that the man didn't speak was a bit intimidating, but in the end Lilly was happy he said nothing and didn't force her to pay a fine or take her to the local police station.

Ok, that's all for now. From the Black Beach of Perissa I say to you: Goodbye!


Part 2: Mykonos

Hello! Here I am again! It's the last day of my trip to Greece and today I'm not writing to you from the airport of Athens instead of a sunny beach. A bit of a different environment, but I hope I can write nicely here as well.

The day after I wrote to you from Santorini we left the island and moved on to another island: Mykonos. Mykonos is more of a party island and (I didn't know this) it's also a very popular island for gay people. So when walking around town it happened to me for the first time that both partners of an approaching (gay) couple were checking me out at the same time. They even both moved their head simultaneously when I was walking by (even with Lilly walking right next to me). I wasn't quite sure how to respond to this, but I guess I'll take it as a compliment.

Lilly and I didn't attend any wild parties at this party island though. We explored the cute little streets of Mykonos (see photo below) on the first day and in the evening we watched the first semi final of the Eurovision Song Contest together. Before the show started we had a little argument over who should win, but afterwards we agreed that Sweden should win the contest. And it would have been a lot better for the contest if this prediction came true, if you ask me.


On the next day we rented two quads. That was really something nice. We drove across the entire island and visited many places that one could never see by only using public transportation. Interestingly enough, at the end of the day we were more tired than after our hiking day on Santorini. Probably this was due to the wind that was constantly blowing in our faces. But despite this, we had a very memorable day.

So now the trip is over and I will catch my flight home soon. I have had an amazing week here. It was less of a backpacking holiday than I am used to, but this kind of holiday was nice for a change. I can't wait to go on another big backpacking trip though. I have no idea where I will go yet, so people who have suggestions are more than welcome to share those with me.

zondag 20 april 2014

Eurovision 2014: my top 5

In a few weeks time it will be time for the Eurovision Song Contest again. 10 years ago this would have been a really exciting moment with a lot of pleasant (and unpleasant) surprises on the day itself, but nowadays it's very easy to listen to all songs in advance and pick your favorites. And that is exactly what I did. Here is my top 5:

5. Switzerland (Sebalter - Hunter Of Stars)

I can't help it: I just like all Swiss entries for Eurovision. Maybe it's due to their extensive selection process, maybe I just like Swiss music in general. Anyway, the past 4 years Switzerland has been in my top 5 of favorite Eurovision songs and this year is no different. I doubt that this song will win finish top 5 in the real contest as well, but the whistling adds something extra and makes the song stand out. My prediction is that Sebalter does have the potential to make it to the final with a good live performance, but if they do, they're probably going to end in the bottom regions there.



4. Sweden (Sanna Nielsen - Undo)

I already knew Sanna Nielsen and liked her music (and so did you guys, since she finished fourth in ISC#3 with her song "Empty Room"). And now not only the readers of my blog but Eurovision fans from all over the world will get to know Sanna's music. Her song "Undo" is among the top favorites according to the bookmakers. I'm afraid that there is too much competition on the sad love songs-department for her to win the contest, but she will certainly get a good result with this beautiful love ballad.



3. Finland (Softengine - Something Better)

After Switzerland, Finland another country that is often in my personal top 5. I realize that this song is just my personal taste and I'm afraid that these guys are going to struggle to reach the final. But I will certainly be enjoying their performance in the semi finals.



2. Denmark (Basim - Cliche Love Song)

The host country of Eurovision will be represented by a young man named Basim, who is singing a very catchy pop song. He is showing that a song doesn't need to be complicated to be a candidate for the victory.
If you ask me, Denmark may well go for a second victory in a row.



1. Latvia (Aarzemnieki - Cake To Bake)

Cakes seem to be an important topic at this year's edition of Eurovision. Teo from Belarus sings about how he's tired of being called "sweet cheesecake" by his girlfriend and Jöran is singing for Latvia about baking a cake as well. This song is my personal favorite in the song contest.

They are the least likely to win the contest according to bookmakers, but for sure they will give a happy, summery feeling to the viewers of the Eurovision Song Contest.


zondag 13 april 2014

The musical journey continues!

And here I am, back after an amazing summer and an even more amazing travel to South America. I am currently writing down my travel stories and plan to post them next weekend. First, I will continue the musical journey around the world that I started at the beginning of this year. In this post I will share some nice songs from all over the world.

Indila - Dernière Danse (France)

The first song I'm sharing with you is a huge hit right now in France. Even though it's not really my kind of music, I can understand why. Even though she's well in her thirties, this is only the first solo single by Indila (real name: Adila Sedraia) and there's not a lot of information available about her online. Hope you will enjoy the song by this French mystery woman...


Satellite Stories - Scandinavian Girls (Finland)

Through my own International Song Contest I've already shared some of my favorite music from other countries. Satellite Stories (3rd place in ISC #4) has really become one of my favorite bands now. They make that typical kind of indie music that I like. Their songs remind me of bands like Vampire Weekend, The Wombats and Two Door Cinema Club. In February these guys were coming to the Netherlands and I saw them live. They were amazing. :)


Celeste Buckingham - Never Be You (Slovakia)

You may also remember the Slovak entry in ISC#4: Celeste Buckingham. I listened to some more songs by her and also became a fan of this young woman. Buckingham was born in Switzerland (from a Swiss mother and an American father, which explains her non-Slovak sounding last name) and has been living in Slovakia for the biggest part of her life. She barely reached the top 10 in the Czechoslovak version of Idols, but I'm glad that she kept on singing. Just listen to the song below and you will see why. 


If you liked this song and want to hear her duet with the famous Slovak rapper Majk Spirit, click here.

Ziyoda - Kun Tong (Uzbekistan)

Up next a song from the relatively unknown but very beautiful country of Uzbekistan. Ziyoda (or as her passport says: Ziyoda O’tkirovna Qobilova) is a famous singer and actress in Uzbekistan. She has a voice that reminds me a bit of Shakira. This song may not be the most special song ever, but it's always nice to hear what kind of music people listen to in a country like Uzbekistan, right?


maandag 7 april 2014

Being a woman online: a social experiment

The internet has made it a lot easier to get in touch with new people from other countries. This has many advantages. One can learn a lot from other cultures and meet many interesting people online. However, there is one disadvantage. Every horny and dirty-minded (or just lonely and hopelessly romantic) man has the possibility to contact thousands of women all over the world as well.

A couple of weeks ago a friend from Interpals, a website created for “meeting penpals, language partners, travel buddies or just plain old fashioned friends” online, told me she recently received a marriage proposal via this website. After joking a bit about what would happen if she would actually say yes to this proposal and marry this man from an undisclosed Arab country we came to the conclusion that it’s not always easy to be a woman online. I got curious and wanted to experience what it’s like to be a woman online. I came up with the idea to do an experiment. I would create a fake profile on Interpals for a few days to see what it’s like to be a woman online.

Experiment setup

First, I needed to fill in some fake personal details for my profile. I decided to call myself Maria the coming days and chose to be born on 25 June 1990 in a city in the center of Poland. Why Poland? No idea. It just came to me. I googled a casual picture of an ex-Miss Poland which could be my profile picture. Next, I had to write an “About me”-section. To keep this fake girl as boring as possible, I just wrote “Hi, I’m Maria from Poland.”. There are thousands of Polish members on Interpals who actually put in effort to make an interesting profile, so this profile should not stand out based on what was written there.

I was going to test 2 hypotheses:
1. A beautiful woman gets many messages, even if her profile is boring
2. Even when a woman writes bad things about herself on her profile, men will still be interested in her if she's beautiful.

And of course I was also curious how all those men try to impress a pretty woman.

Let the experiment begin...

To test the first hypothesis I had to do nothing but wait. And I didn't need to wait for a long time. Many people, all of them male, visited the profile of beautiful Maria. In just 20 minutes the profile was visited by 16 men and I got 3 responses, none of which were interesting. They were only writing things like “hi” or “you are cute”. Messages kept on coming in at an extremely high pace. Even if I would have wanted to reply to all these messages, I wouldn't have had enough time to do so. Within just 24 hours after creating this profile I had received 38 messages and the profile had been visited by more than 100 people. In comparison: my own profile with pictures of me and some, without bragging, interesting information about me gets me around 15 page views on a day that I spend a lot of time online and if I'm lucky I get 2 messages from new people on such a day.

The hypothesis that pretty girls get many messages even with a boring profile has been confirmed without a doubt.

Let's be a bad girl!

Now for the next phase of the experiment. I wanted to see if guys actually read the text on a girl's profile or if most of them only look at the pictures. To test this, I added the following text to my profile: I like shopping, maybe a bit too much because I never have money and always have to borrow money from my friends haha. I like to party often, I can drink a lot haha. Also I can be a bit temperamental and jealous sometimes, but if people don't like me for who I am they are not worth it to be my friends, right?

Any rational guy would know to avoid such a girl. She's a golddigger, an alcoholic and has some anger management issues. Not really marriage material, I would say. Ahmet from Turkey had a different opinion though and sent me a message a few hours later with nothing more than the text "will you marry me". Yay! My first marriage proposal! I could have a double wedding together with my friend!

The amount of messages i received in the next day, 16, was significantly lower than the amount of messages I got on the first day of my experiment. What interested me the most was that I only received one funny comment on my profile (so those other men probably didn't read what I wrote or were too lazy to write me a personal message) and that suddenly I got a lot of messages from men in Poland. Maybe the phrase "I can drink a lot" on my profile made me more attractive to them? Anyhow, this second hypothesis was also confirmed: a lot of men don't seem to care what a girl writes on her profile, as long as she's pretty.

What do men write to pretty girls?

Though nobody wrote dirty things to me, I was still a bit disappointed by the kind of messages I received. Most men write only about themselves and don't ask me questions. Only very few people asked me questions about me, even though I wrote nothing about myself on my profile! In total there were about 2-3 messages out of more than 50 messages that might have been worth it to reply to if I were a real girl. That's a disappointing score and I have to admire the brave girls who maintain a profile on Interpals for putting up with so many uninteresting messages. I wouldn't be able to go through 50 uninteresting messages just to find that one message that is actually worth it...

Funny messages I received

Now for the most fun part of this post, here are some of the most memorable messages I've received:
- One man from Pakistan sent me a video of himself playing guitar.
- One older man from the USA wrote to me his entire life story in three paragraphs and then just finished with "have a nice day", without asking any questions about me. How would he expect a woman to reply to that?
- A man from Germany understood that I would get a lot of "hey how are you"-messages and wanted to be different: he just wrote to me "truth or dare?".
- One man from Poland wrote me a standard message in English. Apparently he hadn't even noticed the flag next to my photo.
- One man from Turkey asked me to marry him without any further comments.
- One guy from Pakistan apologized at the end of his message for his creepy message and admitted that he just didn't know how to start up a conversation with a girl.
- A creepy man from United Arab Emirates wrote me that I had the perfect body to be a belly dancer. And this was my lucky day that day, because this guy was a coach who would love to teach me how to belly dance on Skype... I wonder how many girls will fall for such tricks.

And what surprised me the most: when I search for new penpals myself, I often see the name of one Mexican guy appearing in friends-lists. He must be friends with more than 1000 girls on Interpals all over the world. This same guy actually wrote me a message within 24 hours after I created my profile, stating in Google Translate-Polish how much he wanted to learn Polish and how beautiful he thought I was. Some men are really pathetic and tell all kinds of lies just to impress a girl...


Disclaimer: Some people may think it’s disrespectful to create a fake profile, let men write to you and then never reply. However, the kind of men that would reply to this kind of profile is not really entitled to receiving a nice treatment. Most of them would have forgotten all about Maria already 1 minute after sending this message anyway. By that time they are already way too busy checking out the pictures of the next pretty girl.

zaterdag 5 april 2014

How to travel on a budget? Seven tips from an experienced low-budget traveller

People often ask me how I manage to travel so often. The answer is very simple: I try to spend as little money as possible on my travels. You may think that this goes at the expense of having a comfortable travel. This is not necessarily true, but I admit that sometimes it is more comfortable to go for the first available option than to spend time looking for a cheaper alternative. However, most of the times it's also fun to find those cheap alternatives. An additional benefit is that you are more likely to get in touch with locals or other travelers with a similar mindset.

In this post I will tell you seven tips on how to travel cheaper and have more fun while traveling. I hope they will be useful for you.

1. Book your flight as cheap as possible

You can already save a lot of money before your travel even starts. If your destination is close, consider low-cost airlines such as RyanAir, EasyJet, GermanWings and WizzAir when purchasing your ticket. The seats in these planes are fine, so why pay more for the same flight at another airline? The only difference is that you don't get a free meal with most low-cost airlines, but food and drinks are available during the flight. Even if you decide buy the most expensive meal on board your total fare would still be cheaper than the cheapest alternative in most cases. The best thing though is to eat something at home or to bring food with you on the plane. You are not allowed to bring liquids on board, but you are allowed to bring your own sandwiches, cookies and chocolate on the plane.

If you are flexible with your travel dates or departure/arrival destination, it pays off to check out www.skyscanner.com. This website allows you to compare your options very easily by allowing you to type country names instead of airport names in the "from" and "to" fields and by allowing you to choose the option "whole month" or even "whole year" instead of inflexible travel dates. Another advice is to regularly check websites that often have lists with discount tickets. I know that in Holland we have www.ticketspy.nl and in Czech Republic they have www.akcniletenky.com. It can be useful for you to know a similar website from your own country, especially if you are flexible with your destinations.

2. Never change money in advance when traveling to a cheaper country

This tip is very useful for people who live in a western country, like the Netherlands. When you exchange your money in a western country you usually pay a fixed service fee AND you get a bad exchange rate, especially if the currency you are looking for is rare in your own country. The best thing to do then is to bring euros (or dollars, for some countries outside of Europe) to your holiday destination and exchange the money there. If the euro is not your own currency: ALWAYS change the money you have left at the end of your holiday back to euros instead of your home currency and keep your euros in a special box at home so you can use them on another travel.

Another piece of advice: NEVER change money on the streets. People may come up to you and offer you good exchange rates, but most likely they will still rip you off in one way or another. Always exchange your money at an office that has its rates written down outside and count your money while you are still at the desk. Even if the cashier counts it for you, do your own recount to make sure that the amount is correct.

A final piece of advice: if you are arriving in a new country on a Sunday, make sure you don't have to look for exchange offices. It happened to me once in Ohrid (Macedonia) that I could find no exchange office at all, but I was lucky enough that I could pay for my accommodation in euros and get enough change back in the local currency to buy a cheap meal at the local McDonald's.

It's also recommended not to use ATM's abroad very often and to get big amounts when you do. Most banks charge you a fee of 2-4 euros per transaction, on top of the bad exchange rate they are offering.

3. Save on accommodation!

When you are traveling alone, it's ideal to stay in hostels. Hostels are a great place to meet other travelers. For those of you who have never been to a hostel: hostels are hotels with big dorm rooms where 3 or more people can sleep. You pay just for your bed and because you share your room with other people a hostel is a lot cheaper than a hotel. If you want to book a hostel, just go to www.hostelworld.com, enter your destination, find a hostel you like based on your requirements and just book it. Alternatively, you can just write down the names and addresses of your favorite hostels and not book anything. I prefer to do it this way, because it gives you the flexibility to change your plans while you are traveling if you get some advice from locals, other travelers or hostel staff. Another advantage is that if you can't find your most preferred hostel, you don't need to search for it and can just go to another hostel.

An even more fun way to save on accommodation costs is to go Couchsurfing. Via www.couchsurfing.com you can find people at your destination who are offering you a place to sleep for free (traditionally a couch, but there are also many people who have beds or inflatable mattresses). Usually your "host" will take you out to see the city, or at least give some advice. Which brings me to the next tip I have for you:

4. Meet up with and talk to locals

The best and most awesome way to travel is to meet many locals. They can tell you about all the good places in their city (including the ones tourist guides usually won't tell you about!) and explain everything about local food and traditions. Moreover, they can give you advice on how to use local public transportation as well. Compared to eating only in tourist places and joining expensive city tours for tourists, meeting up with a local (or just talking to them in a bus, on a plane or while you both are waiting for something) can definitely save you some money. But more importantly: these meetups are often what you will remember most about a trip. I will never forget how talking to a random man at a bus station caused me to make an 8-hour road-trip through the desert in Oman with 3 strangers. Or how I ended up spending an entire evening in a pizzeria in Kenya with 4 students I met on a local bus. So my advice: don't be shy or scared to talk to strangers while traveling. Be open-minded about meeting new people. This attitude might just give you a memory that will last for a lifetime.
Please do use common sense though and try to figure out whether this person is genuinely curious about you or just wants something from you.

5. Eat local food in small restaurants or on the street

A lot of tourists eat most of their meals abroad in big restaurants. They eat regular meals that they are used to eat in their home country or go to the touristic places where they sell local food for a high price. The best idea is to look for a place a bit more out of the center that has many local people inside. Getting advice from a local could help you with this. The receptionist of your ho(s)tel may also be able to help you, but you can never be sure whether he has ties with a certain restaurant. For sure you should NOT go to touristic restaurants that offer really cheap meals (especially if you ever find yourself in Aguas Calientes) or restaurants where nobody is sitting inside while it's dinner time. In both cases eating there would most likely not be good for your health.

In some countries you can also buy good food on the streets. This food is in some cases even better than the food you are getting in restaurants, but you should always be careful about hygiene. Make sure that you see how the salesman is cooking the food and that you agree with his methods before you buy anything from him.

6. Do volunteer work during your holiday

Many people are interested in doing volunteer work abroad. Most of these people drop out when they see the high prices that most organisations are asking their volunteers to pay. I have one organisation they need to know about: Service Civil International. At www.workcamps.info you can find more than 500 short-term volunteer camps abroad (projects usually last around 2 weeks). As a volunteer you are expected to work 5 or 6 hours per day together with other volunteers from all over the world on a charity project. You can search for a project yourself, so you can also choose the kind of work you will be doing and your destination. You are required to pay a sum of around 100 euros (depends on the local branche of SCI in your home country) and all meals and accommodation are usually included. In the weekends you have free time to visit nearby tourist attractions or enjoy some relaxation together with the other volunteers. And you book your own flight ticket, so you can have as much time as you want before or after the project to visit the country or travel around a bit. So if you were ever interested in doing volunteer work abroad but never followed through, then this is your chance.

7. Be creative: use your own talents

This last one is a difficult one for me to describe as every person has different skills and expertise, but let me give you some examples of how other travelers managed to travel cheaply using their own talents.

- One Dutch man has traveled to Africa many times and it didn't cost him a penny. How did he do it? Simple: he bought an old Mercedes or Toyota (both very strong cars) in the Netherlands and drove them to Africa. Once in Africa, he could sell these cars for high prices because these brands are very popular in Africa. Moreover, this guy had a story to tell, so he was often invited by locals and offered free food and a house to stay the night.
- It can also help to learn more than just a few basic phrases in a language. Especially if you travel to a country where the people are supposed to be quite hospitable, it can pay off if you speak the language of locals (actually in more than just a financial way).
- One time when I was abroad I met an woman in her forties who told stories of her travels around Latin America when she was younger. She stayed in a touristic city in Mexico for a longer time when she ran out of money. She had to find a way to make money quickly and decided to try out being a "living statue" in a touristic place. According to her story, she was among the first people to try being a living statue and she earned so much money that she even had to take some of the money home at the end of her travel.
- If you are handy or good at gardening/farming, you can find very cheap working holidays at websites like www.staydu.com or www.wwoof.net.

That would be all from me. Do you have any more tips you want to share? Feel free to write them in a comment!

zaterdag 8 maart 2014

100 blog posts

In the summer of 2009 I opened my own weblog. From the very first moment I promised myself that I would only write on my blog when I had time and inspiration for it. Having a blog should never be an obligation for me. This also explains why there have been some long pauses between blog posts from time to time. But I always got back to writing here and here I am writing my 100th post.

Today's post is going to be about music again. My favorite music, to be precise. Lately I haven't been searching for new music that much, but I do have a few songs I'd like to share with you today. So let's start.

77 Bombay Street - Oko Town

77 Bombay Street is one of my favorite bands at the moment. This band exists of four brothers from Basel, Switzerland. In 2001, their family moved to Australia, where they lived in Adelaide. Their address over there was 77 Bombay Street and that explains their somewhat odd band name.

If you have been a really loyal follower of my blog over the years, you may remember these guys for finishing third in the third edition of my International Song Contest with their amazing song Long Way. Back then they weren't looking very fashionable, but I'm happy to tell you that they now changed their outfits, especially for their new video. The abandoned the old strange-looking uniforms and replaced them with... garbage bags and rubber boots. Fashion is clearly a topic these guys will never understand.


Ryan Star - Start A Fire

I have just searched my entire blog and discovered that I never shared a video by Ryan Star. This is going to change soon. If you ask me, Ryan Star has certainly one of the best and most powerful voices in the world. That's also why I like pretty much all of his songs. Today I will share the song Start A Fire with you guys because it always gives me new energy, but if you like this song, be sure to check out Right Now, Last Train Home and Breathe as well.


Scouting For Girls - Millionaire

A few years ago I was a really big fan of SFG and even followed their YouTube-channel very actively. Roy, Greg and Pete seemed to be one happy trio that seemed to have lots of fun together and they made exactly the kind of music I liked: British indiepop, sung by a singer with a huge British accent. I went to their first concert in a small room with only 50 people and it was a really nice atmosphere. Unfortunately they went commercial with their second album. I still liked most of their music, but wasn't a big fan any more. When I went to their second concert in the Netherlands, I was standing among screaming teenage girls, which was not a good experience.

Now they are back with a song that is a great mix of British indie and commercial pop. It may not reach the top of the charts, but I'm very glad to see that these guys are going back to their roots now. Maybe one day I can enjoy a concert by them again without the screaming girls all around me.


In the coming weeks I will continue my musical tour around the world, but up next will be a post about budget-traveling. I started writing it already and expect to publish it here next weekend.

zaterdag 22 februari 2014

My winter trip to Morocco

I never really understood why Dutch people (who are not limited to school holidays) always travel in summer. In summer the weather is good in the Netherlands, so why would you need to go to some other place then? For me it makes much more sense to go on holiday when the weather in my own country is bad. Then I can go on holiday to a place where the weather is good and by doing this I maximize the amount of days with good weather in my year. This is also the reason, besides being eager to visit yet another new country, why I booked a holiday to Morocco in February.

Getting acquainted with Moroccan culture in Marrakech

My plan was to visit the most important cities in the country and to experience what it's like to live in a North-African country. My trip started in Marrakech, where I was supposed to meet my Couchsurfing-host Oussama at the airport. He was a lot later than we initially agreed and I wasn't able to reach him over the phone so in the end I left on my own to the city center and stayed in a hostel. It turns out that he did send an e-mail that he would be late, but since there is no wifi at the airport of Marrakech I only read that e-mail when I was already at the hostel. Luckily I met some very nice people there so I still had a good time in Marrakech. It was especially interesting to be at the main square (Djemaa El-Fna) at night, when there are so many things happening at the square. There are snake-charmers, circus acts, musicians, people with monkeys and a lot of food stalls. It was a really interesting - but very touristic - experience.

The only bad thing about Marrakech (and all other touristic places in Morocco) is that you are constantly harassed by people who just see tourists as wallets with arms and legs. Since I don't want the story about my trip too long, I have written a seperate post about Moroccan culture. In this second post(see below if you are on the homepage of my blog) you can read more about how I was harassed during my trip by these annoying men.

Follow the backpacker!

After visiting Marrakech for one day it was time to move on. I skipped the hectic city of Casablanca because there is not much to see over there and stopped at Rabat: the capital and economical heart of Morocco. As usual I didn't book any hotel in advance and since I also had no clear preference for a hotel I played a little game called "follow the backpacker". When getting off the train in Rabat I saw a tiny girl with a big backpack walking in front of me. I decided quickly that she would probably be better informed about the ho(s)tels in Rabat than I was, so I followed her to see where she was going. After stalking her for 5 minutes I felt like a creep and also I was curious about her, so I walked up to her and started talking to her. In a huge French accent she told me she had been traveling together with her friend for one month already, but he left this morning and now she was on her way to a hotel that was mentioned in her Lonely Planet-guide. We decided to go find the hotel together and even shared a room that night. Together we visited the city for one day, but after that I had to leave her in Rabat and move to the next city because otherwise I would not get to see everything I wanted to see. I now understand why people told me one week is not enough to see Morocco.

Chefchaouen

My next destination was Chefchaouen: a beautiful city in the Rif mountains in the north of Morocco. There was only one bus per day from Rabat to Chefchaouen and it left at an inconvenient time (3 in the afternoon), so I decided to change my schedule a bit and go to Meknes in the morning. I read somewhere that Meknes is called the Versailles of Morocco because there are many beautiful gardens, but overall it's a boring city if you ask me. After walking around for 2 hours I went to the bus station to catch a bus to Chefchaouen. Unfortunately the last bus of the day had already left at noon, so I had to take a grand taxi to Ouazzane and another grand taxi from there to Chefchaouen. A grand taxi is an old Mercedes-Benz 240D which is shared by 6 passengers traveling to the same destination. You wonder how you can fit 6 passengers and 1 driver into one car? The answer is very simple: remove the cabinet between the driver seat and the passenger seat to make room for two passengers in front of the car and squeeze four people on the two back seats of the car. Comfortable traveling is not the highest priority here.

In Chefchaouen there are two things that are impossible: not to get lost while walking around in the old center for the first time and not to get offered some marijuana by secretive men on the streets. The city is located in the area where a lot of marijuana is grown and you can see quite a few stoners in the city. It's not an unsafe place though and I absolutely loved this place. To get an idea of what the city looks like by night and by day, here are two pictures:



In fact, I loved Chefchaouen so much that I wanted to buy a painting from there in one of the many shops. I'm not at all into arts, but it just seemed like a great way to bring a bit of the atmosphere of Chefchaouen home with me. You can read my experience of buying this painting in my other post about Moroccan culture.

My last day in Morocco

On my last day in Morocco I decided to enjoy some typically Moroccan delights. The day started with a Moroccan breakfast with some delicious tea at my hostel in Fez. After breakfast, I went to a hammam (a Moroccan bath house) to wash myself and to get a massage. In my mind I always picture a massage as something that should be done by an young attractive woman (she may be a bit older as well, as long as she makes up for that with massaging experience) with soft but firm hands. This is not what a massage is like in Morocco though. When entering the hammam I was approached by a chubby, 50 years-old bald man with a moustache. He offered me a massage and full body scrub. With a confused look in my eyes I quickly scanned the room for other people who could give me a massage. There were no attractive women around (in fact: there were no women at all), so it was either getting a massage from this man or getting no massage at all. I did want the full hammam-experience, so with hesitation I agreed to let this man give me a massage.

The massage started with some experiences that could be described as a bit gay-erotic. We were both sitting on the floor, the man behind me with his legs pushed against my legs. The chubby was pulling my arms and body in every possible direction to warm up my muscles and while doing this he pushed his fat belly to my back from time to time. I felt a bit uncomfortable now, but up next was another stretching exercise where I was told to bend over and hold the toes of this my massage-man while he stretched me some more. I felt even more uncomfortable, but I had promised myself to have a real Moroccan experience today and did everything that the man wanted from me. Despite the uncomfortable feelings, the massage was very good. Then the body scrub started. It was a strange experience for me: I never did something like this before. After 10 minutes of scrubbing the massage was over and I was given some time to wash myself with the ultra-warm water of the hammam and to relax in the steamy area. I must have sat there, still on the floor, without any movements for like 5 minutes in some sort of trance. After my visit to the hammam I was feeling extremely peaceful and relaxed.
There was still one thing I needed to do before going home. My hair was a bit long and I hadn’t shaved for a week, so it was clear I needed to go to a barber as well. Unfortunately the barber didn’t speak any English or French, so I really did not have any control over the situation and was forced to watch the barber do his business to me. To my surprise he didn’t shave off my “beard”, but rather made it look more stylish. I wasn’t quite sure what to think about my new look, but decided to “wear” this stylish beard at least for the rest of the day. Unfortunately for you guys I forgot to take good before- and after pictures.
With my new haircut I went into the medina one last time to have a warm lunch. Unlike on most other days, the food was not that good, but that didn’t really bother me any more: I had enough good food in the past week to know that Moroccan food is delicious.

After lunch it was time to go home, so I went to the bus station to catch the bus to the airport. I had to wait for more than 1 hour for the bus to come, not knowing if and when it would come, because there is no fixed bus schedule for local buses in Morocco. But I’m not complaining. This only added to the experience of my Moroccan day.

My trip to Morocco part 2: the Moroccan culture for tourists

In Marrakech, just like in all other touristic places in Morocco, there are many people on the street who see tourists as walking bags of money. These guys can "accidentally" meet you at the bus station, chat with you for a while, offer to take you to your hostel (or say the hostel is bad/closed/far away and recommend a ho(s)tel they have connections with - or that pays them a higher fee for bringing in tourists) and then require you to pay a "tip" afterwards. I was aware of these practices - unlike two Brazilians I met at the hostel, who actually paid 10 euros to the guy who brought them there - so I told all of the men who approached me that I didn't want their help and tried to walk away. These men were very persistent though: even when they were walking in front of me and I deliberately took a wrong turn to try to shake them off they would still come after me. These men were not aggressive (I only felt unsafe once during my entire travel), but rather EXTREMELY annoying.
In the end I managed to shake off both of the men who tried to be my guide, but at the corner of the street of my hostel I met another man who walked the last few meters with me. Of course I gave him no money for doing this, but the bed in my hostel suddenly cost 1 euro more than other people in the same room had to pay for their bed: probably the commission that this guy earned on me.

Another thing that was new to me was the fact that I had to speak French more often than I would have liked to. My desperate attempts to change the conversation with a random stranger on the street to English failed miserably.
Me: "I'm going to meet a friend."
Random man on the street I was talking to: "Yesss. French."
Despite not having spoken French for at least 5 years I managed to make myself clear at all times. I'm sure that "Vous pouvez prener une photo de moi?" (at the last second I kept myself from just saying "picture" with a French accent) is not 100% correct, but the other person got what I meant.

Let's talk business

As mentioned in my other post, I bought a painting in Chefchaouen. Here is the full story.
It was my first morning in Chefchaouen and I was planning to first go sightseeing and buy souvenirs in the afternoon. When I saw a small shop with some beautiful paintings I thought it wouldn't hurt me to look around and get informed about prices and went inside.
One of the artists, a man with a grey beard in a white garment who told me he was from a small village in the Sahara, proudly showed me his paintings of camels and the desert, but of course I was more interested in the paintings of Chefchaouen. He showed me some more paintings and I complimented them in my "thanks, but no thanks" style until he showed me a painting that I absolutely loved. He told me the price was 30 euros and I told him it was too much for me. I wasn't planning to make a counter-offer but the man told me there are no fixed prices in Morocco and that I couldn't offend him with my offer, so I offered him 5 euros. He said it was not enough, put the painting down and showed me some micro-paintings with the price of 8 euros (5 euros after 10 seconds of saying I was not interested) but they were too small for me so I started leaving the store. The man walked back to the painting I liked so much and noticed my hesitation while walking away. He then surprised me by asking me for my final offer out of nowhere. I was too surprised to answer strategically and gave an honest answer: 10 euros. Of course he wanted to make this 15 euros quickly and almost started begging for "a liiiiittle more", but when I told him that it really was my final offer and started to leave the store again the man said that my price was ok and so I had to buy this painting.
I'm happy that I got this painting and I do think I got it for a reasonable price, but I wasn't too happy that I had to carry it with me all day while climbing up and down the mountains around Chefchaouen.

Another strategy that can be used while talking about prices in shops is the guilt trip. I wanted to buy a mirror for my sister and walked into a store to look at one. A man (not even the owner) walked up to me, introduced himself as Mustafa and asked me how much I wanted to pay for this mirror. He refused to make an offer first, so I told him I wanted to pay 4 euros. He asked 20 euros. The mirror wasn't too special in my opinion, so I wanted to walk out the store, but the man blocked the entrance (in a non-offending way: again, people are not unfriendly, just very much focused on earning money) and asked me to pay a bit more. I offered 5, then 6, but wasn't going to spend more than this because there were many other shops as well which offered reasonable alternatives. Mustafa gave me a hard time and the store-owner came to support him and just when I was thinking we wouldn't reach an agreement the owner started packing the mirror. I wasn't sure what price we agreed and the owner said "let's make it 7 euros". I felt a bit angry because I never agreed on this price and then Mustafa said with a nasty and disrespectful tone "you're really going to make a problem out of 1 euro?". This is a very mean strategy. Of course 1 euro is like nothing to me now that I have a full-time job and I can easily pay 1 euro more. So in the end I did pay those 7 euros, but I left the store with a bad feeling, because I felt I paid too much for a product that I might not have even wanted to buy.

I hope you all enjoyed reading this and can learn from my experiences in Morocco to be better prepared when you go traveling to a similar country yourself. Soon I want to write a blog with travel advice by the way. So if you're interested in that, stay tuned! ;)

maandag 10 februari 2014

Results of ISC#5

The voting deadline was yesterday and so the voting section has been closed. The points given by myself and the other 9 wonderful people who voted in the contest have been added up and a winner has come out. Do you want to know who won? Check out the result by clicking on this link.

Thanks to everybody who voted! In the coming weeks I will be sharing some more music from other countries that just didn't make it to this contest. 

First I will go on yet another trip though. This time I'm going to visit Morocco for a week. I'm already excited to go Couchsurfing again (can't believe that it has been 2 years since my last CS-experience!) and am very eager to try some of the delicious Moroccan food that is for sale at the main square of Marrakech. Also I'm going to spend Valentine's Day at a very romantic place this year...

Stay tuned and you will be among the first to read my travel stories.

zondag 26 januari 2014

International Song Contest #5

The time has come again, in the past year I found so many good songs from all over the world that I couldn't resist creating another edition of my International Song Contest. And here is something new: the recap video now contains parts of the videoclips of all songs! Hope you all will enjoy this change.

I would like to ask you to make a top 10 of your favorite songs and submit them via the form at the bottom of this post. To encourage active voting, I will send a personal thank you note including a small gift from Holland (or abroad, if you're Dutch) to one of the voters. If you want to win this prize, please write down "Yes! I want to win!" in the Comments section after you finished voting.

Rules:
- To be able to vote, you should have at least listened to the entire recap video.
- Voting goes via the traditional Eurovision-system, so to vote you have to make a top 10 (see voting form below)
You can vote for your own country (even if you helped me select the song from your country), as long as you promise to vote honestly.
- You can vote until 9 February 9:30pm CET.

After the voting has ended I will publish the results on my blog and make a fancy animation of the voting process, to give you the feeling like you're watching the results of the real Eurovision song contest.

Recap video:

Click here to watch the recap video.

List of participants:

1. Romania Vunk ft. Antonia Pleacă
2. Poland Margaret Thank You Very Much
3. Uzbekistan Ulug'bek Rahmatullayev I Love You
4. New Zealand Jackie Thomas It's Worth It
5. Norway Martin Halla Illuminate The Sky
6. Ukraine Potap & Nastya Miy Otmenyaem
7. Germany Michael Schulte Carry Me Home
8. Bosnia & Herzegovina Halid Bešlić i Legende Tamburasi
9. Armenia Luara Fire In Me
10. South Africa NRG Mayday
11. Hungary Gigi Radics Úgy Fáj
12. Iceland Jón Jónsson All, You, I
13. Malaysia Zee Avi Concrete Wall
14. Denmark Apollo Too Many Nights
15. Russia Sergey Lazarev V Samoye Serdtse
16. Switzerland Remady & Manu-L Holidays
17. Guatemala Ricardo Arjona y Gaby Moreno Fuiste tú
18. Finland Satin Circus If You Love Me
19. Israel Chen Aharoni Crazy
20. Bulgaria Mihaela Fileva feat. VenZy Opasno Blizki
21. Spain Adelén Bombo
22. Brazil Luan Santana Te Vivo

You can access the video on YouTube by clicking on the name of the song.

VOTING IS OVER