Dear readers,
we have decided to create this blog in order to share
with you our joy of travelling. This joy is sometimes, paradoxically, difficult
or even depressing, but still fascinating.
However, this is not going to be a classical journal,
the catalogue of interesting places to visit, or the monument of vanity*. We would
like to invite you to sit with us at the bank of Hoi An channel and discuss
modern economics.
Come with us and smoke shisha with half-Dutchman,
half-Bedouin, who talks to his friend about religion. Feel like conquistadors
while watching birds in the neighbourhood of the Devil’s Throat located close
to the border between Argentina and Brazil, considering at the same time the
system of these famous missions.
Or, if we are lucky enough in the following
days, see with us life in Burma through Orwell’s eyes. So, we don’t offer you
the journey in the interior of unknown lands, but inside yourselves. In
literature, art, beauty.
We offer you reflections “in place of socks”.
You wouldn’t rather ask, but still, first of all, we
would like to tell you something about the origins of the name of our blog. Due
to my (Kornel’s) forgetfulness, I always read a “what to pack” list to Ewa.
Thanks to it, it seems to me that I can control everything on our way, I feel
secure and fully prepared. At this point my Darling doesn’t spare me usually
some critique too. It was the same at that time, when she heard that I was
going to take 5 pairs of socks to Burma. After a short, but rhetorically
beautiful and wonderfully sarcastic remark, I decided to reduce this number to
5 and increase the number of another piece of male underwear to 9. Then, when
my completely shocked wife asked why I had done it, I replied insolently – “in
place of socks”.
Eventually, instead of socks, we took with us our
Italian, Terzani, in the form of a book entitled Letters Against the War. We left something ordinary, daily, and
unnecessary, replacing it with something different, beautiful, and wise. We
would like to present you the same here by giving you the opportunity to get
rid of a few pairs of socks and prepare some place for our short columns.
We will not beat Tiziano, but we hope that he watches
us from the seventh cloud and keeps his fingers crossed for us, at least a
little.
Ewa i Kornel
Wien – Bangkok - Yangon
*although „selfie” is sure to appear here one day. In
the name of principles.
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