The new year has been passing by quickly, and nothing has changed much. Not yet anyway. Except I’m a year older, and hopefully a drop wiser.
My days still revolve around the same routine. I practice, study, hang out in the neighborhood, go for runs, or a swim. Not that there’s anything I can complain, but even the perfectly simple life could do with some changes once in a while.
So off I go, to a place 7 hours away.
Where everything is much bigger and grander, and where all Chinese tourists stay at one hotel. (Hint: the most expensive one.)
A picture in front of the Burj Al Arab is thus obligatory.
Away from the crazy architecture, a Land Rover-ride in the desert plus some very strong shisha for the cold night was also quite an experience. 
But a holiday isn’t complete without some sun, sea and sand. So another flight later, I find myself on the sunny islands of the Seychelles. 
Here I nap with the giant tortoises.
Talk to some Seselwa guys. 
Eat fish every single day. 
Hike a short distance to the top of Morne Blanc. 
Bike around La Digue. 
And snorkel, newbie style.
Of course, I can’t possibly miss the amazing beaches!
A good tan and more seafood meals later, my mind is clear as it could be, and my wallet emptied, inside out. My already frugal life, is about to get much worse.
TOO ZEN TO PARTY 