Aurrou In Wonderland

The Wonderland Stories

Transition from university to the workplace was not the easiest for me. After a while, I started to think back about Thailand where I spent a semester for school. I like to call Asia “Wonderland” because it was a period with little responsibilities, lot of time to travel, and I also met many interesting characters. I randomly decided to leave my job to fly back to Bangkok with a one way ticket. That’s all.

It was almost one year ago.

I got sucked again in this parallel world after falling down in a rabbit hole. My belief in a stable world called “The regular path of adulthood” started to be challenged. Since the first day we met, it had been telling me where I must go and who I must be. I’ve been shrunk, stretched, scratched, and stuffed into a teapot called “Society”. I’ve been accused of being Aurrou and of not being Aurrou.

But this is my dream and I will decide where it goes from here. Welcome to a world of my own, the world of Wonderland.

A story from Nepal

People from Wonderland

I’m now settled down in Melbourne and this city is definitely awesome. But sometimes I miss Nepal and the energetic messiness of the country. I spent two months there to volunteer and trek in the Himalayas. Today, I want to share a story about Nuwakot district. This photo is an highlight from my time in Nepal.

We all met Aama and I think she touched everyone, without exception.  Aama means “grandmother” and she really is. As you know the violent earthquake that shaked the country in 2015 destroyed an enormous amount of houses and schools. Aama never had the chance to get an education and spontaneously decided to donate her land to an NGO rebuilding schools. She would always come to the school site to help and give us water. Aama doesn’t own much but will largely contribute to the education of hundred children. Dhanyabad.

Do not hesitate to contact me if you need any information about volunteering in Nepal. I will be happy to share them with you and you might even meet Aama !