A Gypsy Breeze

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Chasing the sun, as well as the great wine regions & music of the world, embrace, with me, all of the colors and textures that different generations and cultures bring to this beautiful earth.

Unchartered adventures. Fine Wines. Outrageous eats. Culture shocks. Unlikely characters. Bloopers. And anything else that pops up along the way. 

Wrapped up in a hilarious and upbeat take on the tale and laced with insights and reflections, I promise the read will take you for a thrilling ride and leave you unable to remain the same. 

This is a Gypsy Breeze.

Enjoy the ride!


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Escaping The American Dream

Posted by agypsybreeze@gmail.com on August 10, 2016 at 3:55 AM Comments comments (0)



May 2, 2014
10:00 am European Time
Paris, France


Butterflies tumbled over each other in her stomach, racing to get out of the plane as it landed, unsure of what to expect but anxious to arrive nevertheless. All the sounds hit her at once, swirling streams of French flowing about her head like a...
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The Stillness

Posted by agypsybreeze@gmail.com on July 25, 2016 at 2:40 PM Comments comments (0)



I love the night, after the world has gone to sleep. There is a stillness, a peace, a creative silence that I can't find in any other time of day. When all the minds have gone to rest.... that's when mine comes alive. 


Up on the Teia mountainside, a cooing Summer breeze is the only thing to accompany me tonight. My thoughts come alive. I can alm...
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Reckless Living

Posted by agypsybreeze@gmail.com on May 25, 2016 at 11:00 PM Comments comments (0)



Always looking up at the sky, her earnest face searched the southern French skies for her father’s plane. He was due back from Peru any day now, she said. She knew each plane by owner and color. Whose was whose and whose was not. A pale, make-up-less face peering from behind a wild mane of dark, unruly curls. Lisa is 15 but with all the confidence and independence of a woman who has been on her own for 35 years...

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Fear, Love, & Magic

Posted by agypsybreeze@gmail.com on March 20, 2016 at 11:40 PM Comments comments (0)


February 9, 2015


There is an extreme distinctness about this that feels crazy, a deja vu, a primordial warning ... the tired kind that still hasn't relented after all this time, sighing and flagging the situation, in vain, as dangerous, knowing all the while that I will walk right into it anyhow. I’d be lying if I didn’t admit that I asked myself what the fuck I w...

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Dear. God. America.

Posted by agypsybreeze@gmail.com on March 16, 2016 at 8:00 PM Comments comments (0)

 

(Original Sketch by: Kris Thomas @agypsybreeze some many years ago)



August 2, 2015

Maryland, USA

The Darkest Hours of Night


Home Is Where the Heart Is?


There is something ineffably ugly that creeps up inside me now. A sinking sort of desperation to fight above a surface...

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A Letter: The Bitter Truth

Posted by agypsybreeze@gmail.com on March 15, 2016 at 11:45 PM Comments comments (0)


"For the past 33 years, I have looked in the mirror every morning and asked myself: 'If today were the last day of my life, would I want to do what I am about to do today?' And whenever the answer has been 'No' for too many days in a row, I know I need to change something."

- Steve Jobs




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A Gypsy Budget PT II: Austria & Hungary

Posted by agypsybreeze@gmail.com on April 27, 2015 at 7:10 PM Comments comments (0)




3 Weeks. 6 Countries. 8 Cities. 500 Dollars.

GERMANY. CZECH REPUBLIC. AUSTRIA. HUNGARY. ITALY. FRANCE.

~ Berlin. Prague. Vienna. Trumau. Budapest. Milan. Florence. Paris ~


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A Gypsy Budget PT I : Berlin & Prague

Posted by agypsybreeze@gmail.com on April 27, 2015 at 3:35 PM Comments comments (0)

 


3 Weeks. 6 Countries. 8 Cities. 500 Dollars.

GERMANY. CZECH REPUBLIC. AUSTRIA. HUNGARY. ITALY. FRANCE.

~ Berlin. Prague. Vienna. Trumau. Budapest. Milan. Florence. Paris ~



A Gypsy Budget Part I: Anywhere But London


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Deportation Upon Arrival?

Posted by agypsybreeze@gmail.com on February 23, 2015 at 6:50 AM Comments comments (0)



“I am this close to putting you on the next plane back home,” the customs officer bores his intimidating stare into mine, “so, be careful.”

My cheeks flush and my eyes sting. I can feel all the glances of the impatient line behind me prickling on the back of my neck. They are angry. This border control officer is angry. I’m...
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Kava & Cannibalism in Paradise

Posted by agypsybreeze@gmail.com on January 28, 2015 at 9:30 PM Comments comments (0)


I felt my head dip in and out of hypnotism as I watched the muddied water sloshing in the wooden bowl between our feet; the even drumbeats of rain on the dash resounding a rhythmic truth I could not escape. My mouth was numb and my mind sleepy as I tried to find any feeling at all to connect with here at the end. I couldn’t grasp a single root of emotion ...

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