Hello, I am Conrad

I live in the Netherlands

I was born and raised and still living in a small, nondescript town in the south of Holland. No one has really heard about it, there no reason to after all, but if you are in a some Western European country, got the munchies after sightseeing too many late medieval castles or working in that dreaded job and a grab a Mars bar or Snickers it’s probably made here. The sweestest thing at this place though is not a handful of peanuts in not that really great chocolat, but my amazing girlfriend, the best and only reason worth staying for.

I like to travel, I do

By now I could or should have a career, a fancy car, a beautiful house and at least one Italian suit. But I don’t. I tried, halfheartedly, so I wasn’t surprised waking up the day you finally admit another ones dream, even that widespread, doesn’t mean shit. It took me a while though to act accordingly.

So I started traveling. Finally. I did quit my ‘But why? You can’t get any better!’ job and took a one way ticket to Istanbul, august 1st, 1999. Everything fell in place (even, or specially when the earth shattered about two weeks later). Koen (my real dutch name) was bound to become a tosser, but Conrad, he thrived.

Koen makes the money right now, Conrad spends it to tickets to far away places.

Yes, I have a camera too

I seriously think I haven’t made one great picture in this digital age. But I like to proof otherwise. It helps that my english is profoundly rusty and limited, so I better blind you with beauty and pixel perfectness until I get get my verbal act together.

Personal status

At home, moping, but trying to make the best of it. Next trip, to where, unknown, just dreaming and saving pennies.