Somewhere 5141 km above the Atlantic Ocean with another 5 hours and 53 minutes to go, it became clear to me that my moments of inspiration always come a few miles above the ground. 30 April 2016 was a moment like this. I flew from Sal to Amsterdam. From one home to another home. I had lived in Sao Vicente for the last 6 months and like always I had trouble leaving Sao Vicente. Suddenly from not wanting to go back home to the Netherlands, I could not wait for the pilot to say “We’re arriving our destination Amsterdam”. I just had a great idea that would change my life forever. I picked up my laptop, and, wrote something that still inspires me today, almost two years later.
And here I am, on a plane again. This time from Rio de Janeiro back to Amsterdam with a stopover in Rome. Again from one home to another. It was my first time in Rio de Janeiro, and, certainly not my last. It only took me two weeks to make this place my home. And the reason for that was simple. Rio embraced me when I arrived and didn’t let me go. Already at Customs they asked if I was a Brazileira. No, I am Cape Verdean. Before the Customs officer could ask his question, I was already explaining where Cabo Verde is located. On the way back to Amsterdam I got the same question and my answer was followed by the question if I enjoyed my staying. To which I answered YES and I will see you soon! I walked away quickly because the chance of missing my flight was great as usual. This time they even called my name true the speakers. If I would have the time I would record this moment so I could send it to my mother. So that she, like always, could roll her eyes again.
But I'm straying, and, if you will read my blog more often you will notice that this will happen more than once. Today I want to talk about the word Home and why that word is so important to me. In my phone under “Home” you will find the number of the house where I live in with my parents and younger brother. Maybe I should change this name to “The Main House” and give the other places the name “Side House”. Because that's how it feels. Sometimes I have to escape “The Main House” and go to the “Side Houses” to get what the “The Main House” can’t offer me. If this was a real relationship I could not get away with this, but now I can. The feeling of having more places to call home (HOMES) is more than great. I can honestly say that it really makes me happy. I want to share this happiness with everyone by making Seaside Apartments a new home for every guest.