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Jazz in Duketown

I went to the festival Jazz in Duketown in ‘s-Hertogenbosch in May, 2016

As we got to Parade, an open square in the city of ‘S-Hertogenbosch, the concert had already started. The square wasn’t full though, we could get quite close to the stage if we wanted. I fished out two beers from my bag, gave one to my friend, as we walked through the crowd. In the back were stands selling food, bars were placed on each side of the square. Most people had gathered close to the stage, but groups of people were standing further back as well. We found a place a bit from the stage to stand. We could see the stage just fine, the sound was great, and not too many people around.

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A Party at Output Rock Bar in Naha

I visited Output Rock Bar in Naha, Okinawa in September 2016

It did not feel like a bar or night club at all, it felt like a private party. Just a group of friends getting together to play some good tunes, talk and enjoy themselves. It just so happened to be that they did this in a bar in Naha. And I was invited and immediately accepted as one of them. I was sitting on a bar stool, a beer in my hand, feeling very happy. This is what I travel for. This is why I love to leave the comfort of my home. To meet new people, make friends across the globe. Learn about a place through my interactions with the local citizens. I was having a great time, and had a smile on my face impossible to wipe off.

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The Vinyl Bars of Shimokitazawa

I visited several vinyl bars in Shimokitazawa, Tokyo in January 2016

The second bar we visited, the first one we stopped for only a sip of beer, was called the Reggae Bar. Reggae music playing, a few Japanese already there, drinking their beers. I was quickly impressed by their vinyl collection. The whole wall beside the bar was filled with LPs. Row after row after row, from floor to ceiling. And much more than reggae it seemed.

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Book Review: The Cellist of Sarajevo

The Cellist of Sarajevo by Steven Galloway

I read The Cellist of Sarajevo in April 2016

The Cellist of Sarajevo is Galloway’s, a teacher of creative writing at the University of British Colombia, third novel, and deals with the siege of Sarajevo during the Balkan Civil War. Based on true events from the war, the book is still a work of fiction and makes no claim that whatever is written is a description of actual events.

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Dragondola at Fuji Rock Festival

I visited Fuji Rock Festival and rode the Dragondola in July, 2015

Going over the mountains, then down into the valleys, was quite the experience. Not something for people who are scared of heights. The angle it went up and down the mountains was quite steep. You got the most perfect view of the the festival and the mountains of Naeba during the ride.

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Rookie-a-go-go at Fuji Rock Festival

I visited Fuji Rock Festival in July, 2015

Even though the last concert was over, Fuji Rock Festival did not end for the night. There were several stages that kept the party going until the early morning. There was an outdoor cinema showing movies. In the Red Marquee tent the dance music kept playing all night long. And then there was Rookie-a-go-go and its surrounding area.

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Cooling down in the river

The best weekend of my life

I visited Fuji Rock Festival and saw Muse play in July, 2015

“I’m not quite sure, but I think I may have died and gone to heaven”

This was my facebook status late at night on the second day of Fuji Rock Festival. I had just had one of the best days of my life, it really felt like heaven. I fell asleep with a smile on my face that day.

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Trying to hide at Fuji Rock Festival

I visited Fuji Rock Festival in July, 2015

I did not even have time to sit down, I had just found an empty chair, beer in one hand and a hot dog in the other, when I saw them walking towards where I was. Not again, I though. Are they following me? I had been hoping to get away from them here. But of course they were here as well.

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