English stories

Java – at the feet of Brahma

I sit shivering below a statue of the elephant god Ganesh, and carefully spoon in the hot stew while the mist steadily engulfs the wooden house.

Twenty-nine-year-old Dutch travel writer Tieme Hermans had a dream to visit Indonesia. Instead of booking a flight, he simply hopped on a

My shirt is full of burn holes from many campfires, I have a rip in my pants and a thick layer of reddish-brown dust on my sweaty skin.

Dogs start barking, grazing sheep scamper away and children come running. The villagers watch dumbfoundedly as I come bumping

Natural stone houses, thousand-year-old monasteries and castles. Those in search of the old Europe will find it in Georgia.

My hand brushes against a mossy layer of fungus as we descend deeper into the Hungarian wine cave. Old Árpád pulls me along gray

I cycle past my old high school, the local Café Pierik and the bowling alley were I spent many childhood birthday parties.