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  • Fluent in Dutch; learning English, French
  • 31, Male
  • Member since 2009
  • Student
  • They are still trying to educate me :p
  • From Leuven Brussels, Aarschot, Gelrode, choice is yours
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About Me


Expanding the realm of the possible


I am a 22 year old student who wishes to see the world, who wishes to have complete freedom and likes the idea of a 500 million km² globe, waiting for people to explore her.


To get a good idea: read Calvin and Hobbes :p
To be more concrete:
"live and let live": let everyone do what they want, and don't judge, as long as they leave you do too.
"seize the moment": don't be scared to act quick, the best things happend to me when I just jumped into darkness.
"Always be prepared": with respect to the previous philosophy: it's good to do scary things which you don't know the outcome of, but it's always a good idea to be as good prepared to the unknown as possible. I like that challenge for myself: to determine what I could use, to anticipate and learn of others.
"Not one day could be lost": every day, is a day where you learn something, even how small that is.

Why I’m on Couchsurfing


At this moment I don't have a couch available because my student room where I live now is really small, but this is bound to change someday :)

edit: and it changed. There's a comfy couch available, but the large people may want to sleep on a inflatable mattress, no problem.


Not yet, but soon i will have


- good music (can be lots of different things)
- good movies
- good food
and this list could go on and on

  • coloring
  • dining
  • walking
  • movies
  • cars
  • puzzles
  • music
  • skiing
  • snowboarding
  • swimming

Music, Movies, and Books

Books that really are worth remembering:
"El amor en los tiempos del cólera" (Love in time of cholera) - Gabriel García Márquez
"O Alquimista"(the Alchemist) - Paulo Coelho
"Au nom de tous les miens" (For those I loved) - Martin Gray
"Ensaio sobre a cegueira" (Blindness) - Jose Saramago
"Castelli di Rabbia" (Land of Glass) - Alessandro Baricco
"The Playground" - Thomas Sanders

And of course:
"1984" - George Orwell
"Brave New World" - Aldous Huxley

This is more difficult because i really like all kinds of films for different reasons. It's just too much to mention all of it.

The Killers, Franz Ferdinand, The Subs, Arsenal, and so on, there's much different kinds of music i like

One Amazing Thing I’ve Done

Once there was a road block on a highway somewhere in Austria or Germany, every car stood completly still. After a while I got out of the car to look at the line of cars behind the curve. I went on walking for about 5 or ten minutes, when suddenly the line starts moving again... I had to walk 5 or 10 minutes back to the car, while the cars and trucks were passing me at almost normal highway speeds. Then I was sort of trapped on the road, the cars and trucks kept on zooming from the left and right of me, I was in the middle of the road. It was a bit scary, I admit, but somehow I enjoyed the scene. I can still remember how it was like a river of cars, and i was swimming upstream, trying to get back to our car. For the people who might be interessted in it: I made it back! :)


On a hill in the French Alpes me and my friends were skieing and snowboarding from an isolated black slope (= very/pretty difficult, I don't know if all countries have color markings for the range of difficulty). At noon we looked for a good spot to picknick at the side of that slope, so i took of my board... and before I knew it, it raced downward without me! All I could do was watch it leave me :'( :p
But then the real problem started, it hadn't snowed in weeks and the slope was somewhat low (like 1500m), result: ice ice ice...
It was already difficult to get down safely WITH board, it was nearly impossible to do so without. In the beginning it was fun: sliding on my back, steering with my feet. It began becomming less fun when i found out I had litteraly zero controll of my speed and direction because of all the ice. My friends went ahead of me, waiting for me down the hill, now looking at it: not such a smart thing to do :p. But anyway: After a while of a little bit panic I could manage to stop at an area of looser snow, right before a REALLY steep slope. (And believe me: i been enough at ski-resorts to recognise the really steep-ones...) A few hunderd meters lower I could see the end of slope, where the piste would go almost level again, right before a sharp curve to the left. The reason it went left, is because straight ahead, there was a forest => not good. So there I was, at somewhat like an island, at a safe 5 m². I couldn't go up, nor left, nor right, downwards didn't even looked like an option to me. For the first time in my life I realised that I could die if I just made a few wrong movements... that was absolutely not a happy feeling, I can tell you that. We were alone at the slope, there wasn't a single fellow toerist passing that piste all day, so it was up to me to help myself.
And somehow there's something like an instinct that makes you think more clearly and makes you forget pain or coldness. I took of my gloves and took my knife (which i luckely had with me), and I began making holes in the icy slope, big enough for my hands and (soft)boots. Then I could 'hang' on the slope like I was a mountain climber. :p Slowely I made hole after hole wich took me to the left of the piste, where there was a forest, and (probably / hopefully) softer snow. When I covered almost 20 or 30 meters to the left it was safe to stand up again, under the trees there was indeed better snow. It had an icy layer at the top, but somewhat more than a meter of good soft snow below that. So now I could step downward, with each step sinking in the snow till arround my waist. At least I was safe. For the last hour then: I really didn't care what had happend with my board. But as i kept stepping down under the safe trees, I couldn't believe my eyes when I saw my precious Burton board standing at the side of the piste, been putted half in the softer snow by some magical gnome, or something. (Probably someone díd pass me when I was stepping down under the trees, or maybe when i was 'cliff hanging' and i didn't payed any attention to anything else but my 'life-holes' :p). But even then, I really can´t imagine how it could ever had stopped, or even survived the slope, i puzzles me still.
Anyway, I strapped them back on (it did have some extra scratches, but hey, like that could've bothered me then). And I went further down, where some of my friends where still waiting, and some others got back to the elevator to take the piste again to check what had happend to me.

Long live the era before the mobile phones! When such adventures were possible. :D Now it would be: "hey where are you?" "Stuck, can someone help me?" "coming right up, just wait there". And that's that. Oh well, I got a good story out of it. :) Didn't stop me loving to board of course, but i am extra carefull when i take them of nowadays :)

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