“We met years ago at the birthday party of a mutual friend, where we discovered our shared passion for travelling outside of Europe. Since that moment we’ve been very good friends and we travel for one month together each year, from Brazil to India, from Indonesia to Peru. When we come back from a trip, we count down to the next one. When we went to India for the first time, we both cried. We knew about the existence of poverty, but by seeing hundreds of people fighting against poverty on the streets of Mumbai, we had to fight against our tears. We said to each other; if this is India, we’ll fly back to Holland straight away. But no, after being in India for a while and returning there for a few times, we started to love the country, even though it is so different from Holland. Nowadays, when we fly into Mumbai, we see the slums, we smell the streets, it feels like home. We learned from women living on the streets of Mumbai that we can either feel sad about the poor people living on the streets, or we can accept their situation. We can try to understand that everyone has to deal with the circumstances they’re born in and  that every individual searches for their own luck within these given circumstances. With these thoughts in mind, we can now enjoy watching a child playing with only a stick and a tire in a village far away from home. It makes us think about our youth, where we could invent creative games out of nothing. Back then, there where no iPads or Playstations to keep us busy. The materialistic culture in Holland gives us a lot, but also takes a lot away from us. So being poor doesn’t directly mean someone has less than we have.”


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