Montag, 30. Juli 2018

It`s only the beginning of it all

Hey guys,

Long time no see. Once again…

Life is still extremly busy, a mess, we got so much to do and to handle work, university, a court trial and being a stepmum all together allows not much time for my photography and writing passion.

 That doesn`t mean that I haven`t worked on quite a few things!

First of all, all my travel journeys were moved over to www.acalltothedreamers.com. From now on, everything travel related will be based there, and this blog will be used for fashion, ethical topics and education/discussion about female needs. I even thought about music, what do you think about it? I`m open for any suggestions on what you would like to read and see =) 

Thank you for still being here <3 p="">








Shorts: Blackmilk
Love,

Faye 

Dienstag, 3. April 2018

Travel Diary: Morroco

Hi guys,

While it was so silent here, I`ve also been travelling again. Since our last big trip in july to Portugal we only went to Paris for a long weekend, it was definately necessary to go on a longer journey again. So whats better than the first time africa, something warm and not that far away? Right, Morroco! If you follow me for a while, you know that roadtripping really is my favorite way to explore a country and so thats what we chose to do here too. 

Marrakech

We landed in Marrakech for our first stop. I highly recommend you to not rent a car to go into the city, especially into the Medina. If you`re going to stay in the new part, your probably ok but just take advantage of your Riads offer to get you a driver or to take one at the airport. Definately book yourself a Riad, its the traditional and most beautiful way to spend your nights in Morroco! These are little hidden gems behind normal looking doors in dusty streets, originally built for whole Familys to live here. We strolled through the souks, to the big plaza and ate our first Tajine. Its not that hard to find your way back, we never had any Problems and if you get lost, just make sure to safe your Riads location on Google or Apple Maps so you can navigate yourself in the right direction. At sunset we got back to the Jamma al Fna, the big square. It looks completly different than by day, all the locals get out of the mosque for dinner with friends and its getting incredibly hectic. We went in once, and it was enough. We were prepared for what would happen but it was still A LOT, all the guys holding our arms and trying to get us into their stall in a  more aggressive way than they do it anyway. Definately do the experience if you get the chance, but be prepared for what is going to happen. Cause we only had one night here, we deciced to head to the Bahia Palace before our departure back at the Airport, were our rental car was waiting for us. If you choose to rent a car, Morroco is safe to drive and really easy, but dont do it if you dont feel safe driving in a country with " african driving rules". Also, if you rent a car, make sure to take a credit card with a PIN code, our rental  company couldn`t handle one without a PIN so we had to pay the deposit in cash.










After leaving Marrakech behind, the true beauty of this country laid before us. We drove up to Ouzoud, were we stayed at the Sonnenhügel a beautiful place built up by a german couple who bought the hill years ago, with bungalows, animals and a great organisation for young adults who struggle with their life to learn how to sort it out. The small village is quite authentic, it has some traditional morrocan restaurants and stalls were you can sit outside all year around with a view over the valley. The gorgeous sunset with the firey red sky should have warned us, when we woke up it was raining like crazy and the owner had to drive our car down the gravel road because he was scared we would be stucked. In the first place we went to Ouzoud for the famous waterfalls, but cause it was so rainy we couldn`t do that so we decided to head directly to Aid Ben Haddou over the Atlas mountains.

Every trip has one day or a moment it all seems to go wrong. This was our day. After the rainy day, the first mountain pass was closed due to heavy snow, so we drove all the way back down near Marrakech to enter the Atlas via another route. Luckily this one was open and we enjoyed this amazing view during our nearly five hour drive. At the top the conditions weren`t exactly great, the gravel road was covered in snow, it was slippery and the big lorrys loaded with cows on top of the actual truck had a heard time on the small road. I assume soon after we passed they closed this mountain pass too cause it seemed just to dangerous, its still Morroco so you can imagine how the conditions were up there. 
When we finally reached the other side, I had to break a bit and another driver behind me, who drove the same route so must have been as exhausted as we were, hit us in the back of our car. He didn`t kept the distance, was tired so couldn`t react fast enough, when he hit us. His car looked way worse, our back trunk was broken so we weren`t able to close it anymore but his whole front was damaged. Our rental company happily solved it for us by speaking to the guy, his english was practically non existent, his french was a bad as mine and the only language he was able to speak fluently was arabic which definately isn`t my strength. After an unwanted excursion into the wilderness with our damaged cars caused by stupid Apple Maps, we finally found someone with a pen to fill out the accident report paper. Michael had to drive a bit and he was so scared cause we borrowed the pen from some police men, he doesn`t have a driver lisence and secured our trunk with his belt. But its Morocco, so the police men didn`t car about our little accident at all, somehow me and the other guy, who seemed to be in shock still, managed to fill out the report after all and we continued our joruney to our place for the night. It was freezing cold, the cheap tavern didn`t had any heating but offered us tons of blankets were we tried not to move at all during the night. It must have been way under 0 degree celcius that night, we went through many cold night so far but this one was another level.




Happily the next day was way better, we started it with exploring the ancient city of Aid Ben Haddou, which had suffered a bit by the snow the day bevore but was breathtakingly beautiful. Our car was still damaged, so our rental company sent us to a mechanical in Ouzazarte. It was a really rural place and we enjoyed watching them working on our car cause it was all done by hand, a bit of hammering there, some kick here and we were good to go again. We thought about visiting the film studios, but because of yesterdays event we just wanted to leave the area and enter warmer territory. So we drove the road to Taroudannt, I never would have had this place in my mind by myself but a travel group told me we should visit this place and hell, it was the best decision. On our way there we stopped at a little village in the middle of nowhere were an old man started speaking with us and told us about his visit to switzerland, he seemed to just love the company, not that many tourist drive through this area.The town of Taroudannt represents all the good sides of this country, a bit chaotic, but not too hectic, smells of all kind, colorful and down to earth. For my birthday I booked another Riad, the most beautiful place we stayed during our whole trip. Even if the manager seemed a bit too interested in Michael, he was so fascinated by his tattoos and that we were into metal music, he told us he would be dreaming about him haha. 



For the last part of our trip, we wanted to see the sea and maybe catch some waves. Again Apple Maps brought us on a country road, but the sights were spectacular and we even saw some wild camels! In Agadir we bought some Food, but the city itself was horrible and we were happy to leave as fast as possible. It felt like an opposite culture shock, it seemed like this place was everything Morroco isn`t. We stayed near the surfer village Taghazout, spent the rest of the day walking at the beach and just enjoying the breeze. A perfect way to end my birthday.


We stayed at a little AirBnB outside of Taghazout, but I would definately recommend to book early and get a place directly in Taghazout. The village itself is gorgeous, a perfect Little surfer place with small cafes, a bit hipstery and definately more western than what we experienced in the countryside but not as bad as it`s in Agadir. Happily the big tourist boom didn`t reach this place yet, at the moment there are tons of resorts being built just in front of this rural small town. Which is a tragedy, as most of you know I can`t stand these five star whatever places where rich tourists pay for not seeing anything of the country and sitting in their bungalows doing nothing. Sadly we picked a day with nearly no waves at all, which is rare in February in Morroco, but non the less it was finally warm, the sun was shining and we spent our day strolling around. I didn`t miss the western food at all, but I was craving for some cheese so badly that I secretly enjoyed the Pizza here after all the ( absolutely yummy!) Tajine and Couscous.










On our last day, we left early to get aback to Marrakech in time for our flight home. 

Our first time Africa, but definately not the last time <3 p="">

If you got any questions feel free to ask them in the comments, hope you enjoyed this little travel diary!

Love,

Faye 

Montag, 19. Februar 2018

I like the way you turn me inside and out / Thoughts

Hi guys,

Well, long time no see again. With all my duties at the moment, work, study, photography and helping my partner taking care of the little one I`ve struggled to write again. In december I wrote this really personal text, I wasn`t sure if this is a piece I should publish. But I want this to be a place for my thoughts, to proceed whats going on, the good and the bad, so I thought I would share it with you. I hope to soon be able to write more `thoughts`posts again, I truly love how much you all like them. 

There was this moment when it hit me like a bomb that something has changed. I loved to educate myself, I always liked to prepare for the worst. I looked at medical intagram accounts for educational reasons, worked with sick kids, dying adults and saw how ugly the world can be. But at this rainy monday in december it hit me. The picture of a toddlers heart, shortly before being transplaned, showed up on my feed, from one of the educational medical accounts, and I felt this incredible fear inside of me. Fear. Sadness. Anger. I went home and cried like a child My stepson was at the same age as this little person in my feed. And I could feel the grief these parents had to go threw like it was my own, I was always the distant one, extremly good at seperating things. I wasn't anymore. Something has changed and it makes me vulnerable. More emotional, and a better person.





Pictures by @trice_lightsource

Dress: Spell
Necklace: H&M


Love,

Faye

Donnerstag, 18. Januar 2018

Travel Guide: Paris / Versailles with a toddler

Hi guys,

Welcome 2018! This year will include some big changes on the blog. 
I want to stop just posting fashion photos and write shallow sentences under it, but write about things that are really important to me. I`ve done this since I started this blog, but only occasionally and I want to make this whole thing more meaningful, more educational and also - more personal. 

I want to start with our last travel journey of 2017, our trip to Paris with Michael and my stepson. We decided we want to use our holiday week with him and do an extended weekend trip somewhere we both wanted to go but would be too small for a whole week or two week trip in our eyes.
I fell in love with this city when I first visited in 2015, its pure beauty just blew me away. Versailles was on my list, and all of the beautiful arcitecture this place has to offer. We had four days incl arrival and departure day, so thats what this guide is based one. Sure Paris has much more to offer and if one day I will be here for a lay over or something, I have to go and finally visit the catacombs!

Where to stay? 

We decided to go with AirBnB, hotels and places to stay in general are crazy expensive here so I was happy to find a flat that was called family friendly, placed in a nice neighbourhood with enough space to place a baby bed in it. Always check if the flat is big enough for that, many weren`t and flats in Paris tend to be really really tiny. Also check for neighbourhood cause some definately aren`t made for kids, they are even dangerous at night. We stayed close to the Eiffel Tower, with many cute little food shops and restaurants just around the corner, I would definately like to stay in that area again. Cause we did not wanted to go to bed at 8 pm like the little one, we needed a balcony and our flat had a big one so we could stay awake, drink some wine and rest from the day while baby boy was safely asleep behind us. Sadly the bathroom was really moldy, the table had some misterious white substance on it and there was a fridge full with experied Food in it, but for that Price we can`t really complain about that. Just the part with the white substance when you say you come with a toddler was a bit shady to be honest.

How to get around? 

We arrived with the TGV, it departs multiple times a day directly from Zurich. Our first train had a two hour delay, I happily got a discount for that later on but apart from that it was a comfortable and nice journey. We had a stroller, a buggy, with us cause we didn`t wanted to carry him on our arms all the time ( getting a bit too heavy now ) and he wouldn`t be able to walk everything, also he was able to sleep while we were away from our appartement. Would really recommend that, otherwise you always have to go back to your base and sometimes the distances can be quite long so you would waste much time doing that. I prefer the Metro when in Paris, sadly its the stroller unfriendliest subway I have ever seen. There are stairs EVERYWHERE and no elevator, Michael had to carry it all the way down and up everytime we had to change lines or get on/off. If you have the chance to bring a carrier, even for bigger kids, definately do especially if you`re alone or dont have someone who can help you at all times. There are buses etc and we also walked a lot, we always do, but the Metro is the easiest way to get around cause there are stations around every corner.

What to do?

Oh there is so much to do and nearly everything is child friendly! We decided to go to Versailles, it was November so not too many tourists. He loved to run around and explore the Castle, I highly recommend to go there once in your life. It was really child friendly, when its warmer the garden is another place to explore and its the perfect place to play hide and seek. I personally wanted to go cause Im obsessed with history and maybe even annoyed Michael a bit with my historical Facts and Assasins Creed quotes ( seriously, why was Unity so unpopular?! I loved it! ) haha. 
Montmarte was quite nice, but the thousands of tourists even in winter took a bit of its charme. Also it was quite exhausting with the stroller cause its all up and downhill, but I would have loved to see this place during the 60s when it was a true artist meka.
We went on top of the Eiffel Tower, how touristy, and it was also really child friendly, we were allowed to take the stroller with us in the Elevator and there is much safe space for kids to run around on all floors.
Cause we were on a budget we did not enter the Louvre, but the big Plaza over and before it are gorgeous on its own. Again, much space to run around and play, you can bring the stroller and the arcitecture is marvelous!

It was a beautiful, relaxed trip for our first journey with the little one and we are so exited for the first big one in April! Stay tuned ;)

Do you have any questions, want to know more about a certain topic or want to let me know how you liked this guide, please leave a comment.












Love,

Faye

Samstag, 30. Dezember 2017

Took everything I had to not crash and burn, but I`m starting to learn


Hi guys,

So this is it. The most quite year so far on this blog, I never wrote less blogposts or did less shootings than I did this year. 
It has been a really challenging and hard one for me, I had the best and the worst moments of my life during the last 12 months. I grew, I went to rockbottom and back to the surface, learnt how strong I really was and how much of a fighter was sleeping inside of me. I learnt what Family really means, I got the chance to see life from a whole new perspective and I`m extremly grateful for that. Most importantly, love brought me here and love is what keeps me going, I experienced it in the highest version possible and still do. The fight isn`t over, but we came so far and won`t ever give up until everyone is safe, until we can live the life we all deserve to live. 

To a happy new year, filled with strength, success, many travels, hopefully more post and loads of love <3 p="">








Photography by Selina K. ( Blog / Portfolio

Kimono: Spell
Jacket: Zara
Turtleneck: C&A
Trousers: Missguided
Shoes: Dr.Martens


Love and kisses,

Faye =*