Feel like living in a video game lately. Had to pass through many barriers on each level. Went through many things in the last couple of months, it's been a hell of a ride! And Im still in game.
Expect loads of characters, enemies, foregrounds, multiple levels. Environments are large and encourage exploration. Looking at it with an artistic eye I must admit the plot n graphics are pretty amazin n drop jaws. Analyzing:

Level 1  -violent-

set in Liverpool

Had stayed there for awhile. Arrived a week before LACED where I was gonna compete. Unfortunately I got involved in a fight after a night out while there. Was lost in the night with no sight of any friends. You might realized by now this is a single player game. No jumping into a co-op play sesh. Whatever came had to face it alone. So it happened that a bunch of crackhead girls beat me up with no reason while walking back to my hotel, sure they misunderstood my sign language. Thanx god we were outdoors, otherwise I would hv come out of the ceiling.  The colours of the rainbow all have their own unique beauty but deffo not on my face! Was horrrible. 
Therefore was missing out on the comp and headed back to Mcr.

Level 2  -wierd-

Set in Manchester

Came to realize I had no longer hv my passport just few days before Winterclash. Mission. More Likely Impossible. 
Or how the hell u think I could hv passed the boarder with no ID and a badly smashed face? Came up with an idea..but didn’t want to turn up like that and ruin my image anyway..

Level 3 –creepy-

Set in Edinburgh

Where a ghost crept upon me in a property, I broke in to shoot some photos. A random tourist joined me but he stuck inside n got caught.  I hv never climbed a fence that fast in my life..onto a statue n when got on the ground ran away n kept takin photos from a shrub. The city offered plenty of options for outdoors adventure, like climbing, biking, skating in the local park where I caught up with an old friend of mine. Put a short clip together, which meant to show no big tricks but feelings,  the fact how much we appreciate what the other does. Make sure you chechk it here: http://vimeo.com/38167324 
I met some amazin dudes at the hotel. We all know that I do hv a lot of bad luck when it comes to trying to get from point A to point B.  Well these  guys managed to miss 6 flights all together in just one week!! And I thought my travel carma was bad! Anyway the amount of fun we had just insane.

Level 4 -crowded-

Set in London

Moved down south.
Apart from the street spots..Just can’t get to like it.
Didn’t like the cops here either n visa versa.

Level 5 -dirty-

Set in Miskolc

Arrived in town for a comp and a wicked food festival.
Bankcard was left in England, leaving me literaly with no money for the weekend. I was accomodated in the worst hostel ever, no hot water, no fridge, no nothing. Yet the place was fully booked. Not to mention that I helped some folks sneaking in too. We were playin some drinking card game which resulted in chaos. Some mutant bloodsucking and biting lice attacked my head. This made my headache tripple worse that came with the hangover next day. Yet managed to show up at this inline jam and was shredding with the Hun guys. Was scratching my head like crazy though while skating which was very distracting. It certainly drifted my attention away from what I was focusing on. (I manage to do a tricky stall on a window seal which I quite liked.) But the bad luck didn’t stop there. Had to put up with some very budget food which I kept on the top of my wardrobe due to not having a freaking fridge in the building.  While trying to reach it climbing up there, the wardrobe decided to fall and collapse on me. Being the only person in the room, someone had to break the door in to help me. I hated myself for travelling with a mega sized backpack, since my back was killing me next day. So as my stomach!

As the saying suggest ’eat a live frog first thing in the morning and nothing worse will hapen to u the rest of the day’, thought I should think ’ bout it, though envisioning the process is not a pretty thing. Well someone was ’kind’ enough to invite me for a traditionally prepared juicy big froggy meal at the food fest – baring in mind that I could not afford to eat a nice meal in the last couple of days- I bravely took on the challenge. Tried to kiss it first but didn’t work so left no choise but tuck it in. Well it wasn’t a piece of cake! Anyway completed an important task to save the day. To get through this level I was hitchiking home.

Level 6 –hardcore-

Set in Jászberény

The main challenge here was to survive the late night outs, and sick skate sesh day by day. Don’t know why is this obsession about bridges.. I was sessioning one again. More precisely was skating underneath it. Bad timing though. Some ppl carried out work on the riverside. Had to wait until they went on their lunch break. Then I could hv a little bit of fun fooling around. At my last trick when I was trying to jump off the bridge onto the bank , faceplanted the ground and lost a tooth. Which I only realized a good couple of hours later, after visiting a takeaway n sweetshop.. Meaning I didn’t get any cash from the Tooth Fairy coz I swallowed it. I was raging like crazy! Also it was bankholiday weekend with no emergency dental care.

So was haunting on the dance floor with the wild party animals that weekend, the missing tooth gave me the real party monster look for sure.. But I was leaning more to being a loner so had to get back on my doomed mission to complete the game. After my tooth got fixed was off again. Found it pretty ironic that I ended up having a bridge in my mouth to cover the gap created by the missing tooth..

Level 7 –chilled-

Set in Holland

Just chillin the dutch way in tuliptown. Amazin flowers, fields of dreams.. Officially living on the road out of a suitcase. Moved out for good. Got back on the road. I’m in a tuk-tuk right now....

Pause

That’s exactly how I spent much of my time lately– just wandering. 
I wandered the lands during the holiday season visiting the oldest and most celebrated Christmas Markets in Europe.
Christmas is a time of fairytale and Europe is surely the place to spend it. Visited cities in Holland, Germany, Italy, Austria, Hungary, Belgium…All cities offering their own unique style, celebration and put on great shows!

I had a magical scene fit for any Christmas story.
Dusting of white snow, roasted chestnuts, watching the craftsmen at work while sipping my hot cinnamon scented mulled wine, explored a museum that displayed vintage toys, musicians serenaded as I strolled by, stumbled upon an endless number of bars, cafes. 
I took a closer look at stalls selling everything you could ever need, offering crafts, wood carvings, ceramics, toys, decorations, sweets, one-of-a-kind gifts. Have to say found the best markets in Germany, the main 1 was being held near the Cologne Cathedral. I was absolutely blowned away. Also found the markets to be very impressive in Nuremberg, Dresden, Frankfurt, Munich and Bruges.

Holland is deffo a place for putting down the guidebook and exploring on ur own. Cobbled lanes take u along the canals, the beautiful architecture reflects in the water. My oh my... Perfect opportunity to mess around with my new camera.
By hiring a bike the odds of getting lost are reduced, I thought. Still I managed. The weather didn’t treat me well either. Turned into a damn snowlady. After rescued, all I carried the whole day thru was a (huge mug) bowl of hot choc.

I also skated my ass off while travelling.
After 2 months of resting and healing, I was finally able to skate again. Joined the guys at the German miniramp comp in Cologne which was fun. To be honest I can hardly believe it. So much progress in so little time! Didn’t push myself though coz I need more time to finish healing completely. I really enjoyed being part of this event.  It was a pleasure to session with the locals. Awesome skaters! So friendly. It’s funny how everyone wanna sponsor me with the Nimth skates. I kinda regret it that never accepted one, sortof needing a new pair. It’s just so hard to leave behind my old ones. Loving them.
I got a little carried away at the after party haha, when woke up at the bar I got freaked out by a weirdo who sat next to me doing a proposal?! I literally fell off my chair. Appearently we were talking hours. Shame I can’t remember a word. Oh Jezzzz. This guy n all this Dubstep craziness gave me a serious headache. Met the dudes from the park n we were off. All in all had a great time n thanx for having me!

Got arrested in Venice for skating a bridge..
This is a long story but to cut it short, I was looking forward to skate in Italy, was gonna go to the Xmas jam that is held in Milan at Trinity every year and I’m normaly there. Didn’t even check the flyer, took it obvious it's the same venue, only when I got there realized it wasn’t. Park was shut. From then on everything went wrong. That day no phone or cash dispenser worked, started snowing heavily, got lost, my suitcase fell apart, my hat broke, coffee tasted like piss, the hotel I booked was in the middle of nowhere so ended up paying £ £ extra for taxi and the place sucked, no power, no heat at night, n ahh not to mention the most arrogant taxi driver ever from who I learnt some nasty words. That’s it! I was ready to jump off a bridge.
The following day crossing one in Venice while walking through the picturesque town, I reconsidered it, and that’s when a crazy idea popped up in my mind. And my head kept repeating it.

Why not skate it, idiot!??  
-My brain is just like ahaha you have to go for it! It’s totally doable!
-And I'm like DX stop it! no I don't!  
-And then my brain is like imagine that you do! There's a handrail attached to the side of the bridge, no big deal! 
-Yeah but its a bit too high, man..

Ok, I was hooked. Once I finished the conversation with myself, I started to sort things out. Managed to nick a stand from a vendor at the xmas market which I carried up to the bridge. The local newsagent guy was in charge of keeping an eye on my cam and the rest of my stuff. .I knew I didn't hv much time, so quickly had my first attempts. The crowd caused me more stress than the trick itself. I hated being the centre of attention and bet if none is there I do what I want for at least the 2nd time. As u can expect after 5 min I was welcomed by the police since someone reported a suicide threat. Passport chechk. No probs. Sorted. They r Gone.
I should hv a fake ID on me when skating the streets..

The thing is, I hate being told what to do. 
And I wanted to hv that trick more than anything…
I don’t live by the rules just because they are the rules. I try to make up my own mind and then decide whether I want to rebel or not. It’s a lifestyle and attitude I can really identify with.  U have to tell me to do the opposite of what I really want, and I will rebel ending up doing what U want. That’s the way I work. So had a couple of more attempts before I was arrested n put on a train later that day.
You can't always get what you want but I would be a fool for not trying it at least! The stress is over, went on searching for more crazy spots in Europe, and just was having fun, fooling around, being inventive, skating how I feel like. You might disagree but for me sk8ing isn’t all stairs and rails. That’s how I ended up sessioning a tree in Austria.

Meeting amazing ppl as always, catching up with the homies, skating with the hungarians, having a real good time! Thanx god theres no party pics from New Years Eve!! I didn’t spend it safely at home… and it probably won't surprise you that I started to like someone I Should not...

Anyway decided to leave town n hit up Holland again and hv the first sessions of the year there. Visited the main parks: Are51, Skateland, skatepark A’dam…was chilling with amazing friends I met on my previous travels, hohoho the concerts at The Rambler were nuts again!!

I’m still in 1 piece and in Brussels at the mo, enjoying the Belgian beer, chocolate and God only knows where I’m going next.
Hope it's not too late to wish everyone a good year ahead! x

I’d like to proudly announce that I have reached the peak!
I overcame the worst. I still can't stretch my arm fully and neither bend it, but getting there slowly. Now I’m going through the valleys. Hope there’s no more peak to climb. I’d rather skate..
Whilst on the road I stumbled upon some lovely charity shops which were ever so inviting.

I hv bought literally hundreds of books from charity shops over the years, I thought it was the High time to get them donated again. Though my skates getting dusty too, I would never give them away. 
Turned up with a fully packed suitcase which got filled up shortly again, coz after a little digging I found a lot of what I collect.

I have come across many unique items that would make a good present for xmass. U' d better visit ur local charity shop where all the exciting  treasures waiting to be discovered!
Or here is a great online store if ur after something new:
http://giftshop.cancerresearchuk.org/

Why waste money on overpriced stuff when you can spread the festive cheer with vast range of quality xmass cards & gifts and the same time save lifes?! I’m not only doing a good deed by giving money but also getting some badass vintage stuff! Todays Unique finds that cought my eye were:

-a gorgeous lipstic red victorian style dress with bonnet which I admire, it could be from the Fifties with a lovely romantic tale to it.
-an original sixties vintage black cape
-a pair of handcrafted Pixie shoes straight out of the Grimm
-a beautiful Edwardian red umbrella
-a couple of good old records I love, while browseing through the collection. 

If u wish to find similar kinda treasures, u'd better off visiting a charity shop somewhere in a cozy little village. And take ur time....
I hope those who read this were persuaded to do the same. Believe me u will find a jumble of perfection! Since perfection lies in randomness. Not to mention ur helping ppl, to beat cancer and in many other ways, which makes a Whollotta difference!

This is the worst place I have ever stayed in. Insane.
The sky turned blood red. I’m on a long winding road. But the worst is just yet to come. Hv to climb the highest mountain and overcome this challenge I’m facing. I got a feeling I won’t be enjoying this journey.

I carried such a weight on my shoulders lately. It got heavy and harder to hold. So it happened on a sunny afternoon, that I placed it all temporarily on my outstreched right arm when I began falling down a fence, flying over a bin. That 5 sec was the longest half an hour of my life. This resulted in a nasty elbow dislocation, damaging nerves, blood vessels and ligament. Practically speaking at least 3 month out of action if lucky. My arm is completely numb.

Should hv checked the spot before skating to make sure its ok.
I just really wanted to get high to escape reality. By skating. Then I actually got high in the hospital having free drugs. When I say the doc was playing the guitar while I was screaming, and the nurse was trying my skates on is actually not a hallucination. Told u, this place is ridiculous. Had to wait 4 hours until someone put my elbow back to its place. Might show u this place one day. Got my GoPro on me. Before u ask, Yes. I hv already watched my epic fall back n got sick afterwards. Learnt another lesson. I tried to escape into skating, hide away underneath my blanket. There's no escape. I hv to look for a way, and not a way out. Also, now I know my limits, I guess. I'm glad it happened now, as it could hv been a lot worse later, like breaking my neck. Next time I go beyond it, will be more careful. Wonder when that be.

I believe this challenge is an opportunity to build my inner strength and courage, to see how strong my will is. I'’m sure this experience will take me to a new level. The only path there is through breaking barriers, an often painful process.
Never knew what pain means until now.

I’m standing at a junction trying to type these words.
One leads to the other side of the mountain, and the other will get me lost forever. I’ll take my time. You won’t be hearing from me for a while. There won’t be signal up there,so won’t be using my phone or any sites -maybe just mine for occasionaly doodles-. I’m gonna cross the line where the digital virtual world diappears. Will keep myself to myself and live in the reality. If by any chance you see me at Winterclash that means I managed to skate downhill fast. Talking about my skates, don’t worry, they are in the safest place! 
In my heart.

It’s full of cloudy secrets, that should be sorted.
Way too messy up here, can't handle them all.
Some of them need to go, obviously keeping the dearest ones.
This place is dusty, there's a secret window that I cannot access from inside. It's just begging to have you come and discover its secrets. None knows 'bout these, some of them even hidden from me.

Never thought uncertanity would become a thing to fear.
Still unsure if I need an operation,  n unaware of the diagnosis.
This is just driving me mad. I admit it. I hv never been this scared in my entire life. Although I tend to think that its gonna be all good in the end. „And if its not okay, its not the end.”
Just wanted to numb my pain and I know skating would cheer me up. Hv skated Liverpool, Chester n the streets of London lately quite a lot, and decided to go 2 Slammjamm too. Thought it was gonna lift me up. Might do an edit soon. Since I was making my way from London, missed most of the comp in Lpool, but could skate a good hour which was good. So happy for the guys from MCR, they did very well!!

Didn’t want to go 2 the after party coz some idiot bleached my hair the other night while I was sleeping at a house party, and it was looking pretty bad even though I tried to fix it. So wasn’t prepared, but literally was forced to stay, dragged by the others to a hostel. Dropped my stuff there, had to sneak in though. Found a waste contener in the garden I was so looking forward to skating the next day! There were 2 beds chucked out and some wooden bits, so could build a playground! This is my second favorite secret garden, which I will visit again soon! Everything was going well. I felt down, but didn’t let it ruin the day. So kept it in, along with the other secrets I decided to hide away. Yet everyone was so nice to me. It's a good way to see whos there, not just when u need them. Had a fabulous time!

Somehow that night I felt safe, valued, and taken care of.
Found those ppl I can trully trust. Another secret I want to keep, locked in a giant box up in the attic. Have to B-more careful coming down from there. Fell down the stairs. Hard. My bum hurts so bad, I did actually hold it the next day, with no regard for who might be watching as I walked.Anyway off to skate now. It will help me to get my mind off of my fear. Will be back soon, and catch u up on my crazy life.

First of all the reason I hv not updated for so long is not coz I was so busy or forgot my password, simply because I didn't want to. Felt good to hide away from the ppl, the crowd. 
Loved it! Lot of ppl think I stopped sk8in' which is not true. 
I hv just been doing it on my own. My own way.
Someone told me the other day I should start writing children books. Kinda agree with him.. So here is the story for tonight:

Once upon a time there lived an odd little girl whose only friend in the world was her poppy dog. She had an amazing summer visiting loads of new random places, n of course her hometown to see her much loved doggy. She finished her european trip this year in Holland. Stuck in the country actually. There were no night trains she sadly observed. So went to join some locals who invited her to a VIP party. She agreed to help them sorting out the place next morning, also had to try all the shots n a wide range of beers if wanted to stay.

Next thing she can remember waking up in hosp in Manchester. Tried to puzzle it out what an earth could hv happened but when she saw a pic of herself taken in Belgium the night before, just gave it up. She must hv been stoned. But this much? Finding a real stone in her throat is just absurd. Appearently she has this special ability to grow stones in her throat. This 1 just kept on growing n growing until she could no speak, swallow or breath. She was welcomed by the doc that morning who told her the brill news: Her throat needs to be cut open n her precious stone needs to be taken out along with her gland. Hoped she was just halucinating from the other night. Hell no!

One night two bumblebee families decided to build their nests right next to her window. Which was obviously open. They annoyed her a lot by being noisy. She managed to fall out of her bed as well as her little stone from her throat. It was 3 in the morning and the nurse had to call the bee keepers out to the ward.
"Get off my bumblebees!!"-shouted the girl.
"They're my friends, they saved my life." she ghasped.
All eyes were fixed on her. She felt tired to explain it all and kinda inappropriate at 4 in the mo. So just let them think she is mental. She treasures the little yellow stone in a special case. Soon she was out hosp. No operation needed! YET.
She was suggested not to move anywhere far untill it's sorted. Since it's just came out of nowhere it might happen again. So she is staying in the UK n the EU for now, n trying to survive here. Soon she will be off to those places she has been dreaming of to go.. Although it isn't easy here, surviving is gonna B tripple hard over there I guess.

Check out the highlights of her diary from the past 2 months bellow:

"-I came close to being robbed tonight, after a house party!
Thought those guys were there too n just trying to fool me coz I nearly cooked their dog. Freakin lunatics they were! Dragged me in the car, where I threw up, broke it open n run for my life. Ok I actually hided in a bush."

"-I'm not a big drinker but occiasionaly the drunk fairies visit me.
Especially when there's an after party. I hv a cocktail or two...
Still I was shocked when getting up in front of a group of ppl n someone accused me of beating him up in front of the doorman at a club. Just don't understand why my nose was smashed that morning. Can't remember at all. Hangover 3 should be based on this adventure. Sure I got a tattoo as well just not found it yet.. Though I'm a bit scared to find out what really happened last night."

"-After all that skating, managed to stay safe. No injuries at all. Today I walked into a wall hurting my hand, it's all covered in blood, scars everywhere. I'll get my skates on next time I go for a walk. I rely on my skates more than my shuz or any other parts of my wardrobe. We became so attached, now we're inseparable."

"-Someone threw bricks at my coach window while on the way to London. Why is everyone after me?"

"-Dear diary, I've been up for about 54 hours with no sleep, I'm now seeing shadows, hearing things, can barely remember my name.
Just about to drop dead."

"-Today I went for a walk with my doggy n a random fella, while hving a break sat down...in a catapult, then with barely any warning was shot out in the air! It's a shame I had a hangover. And the guy must hv though I'm a freakin idiot."

"-Managed to loose my GoPro cam after hving it for a couple of weeks. But luck was on my side again, someone found it in the man's toilet n left it at the reception... Don't ask!
But it was fun to watch back...haha "

"-Draft version of a very important letter:

Dear Peter Pan,

I’m still waiting on you. My window will forever B open.
I don’t want Prince Charming. I don’t need Superman. I just want a simple Peter Pan. Life’s going by far too quickly, so come be4 its too late! I’m not ready to grow up. Take my hand in yours n let's fly away!

Love,

Mel ♥"


"-.......Sick sessions around the Uk! ............................................ Rock n Roll forever."



Did she live happily ever after?

-story to be continued-

Night night x

It's been a busy couple of weeks..lots of late nights, gigs and sleepless days behind me. Can't believe that managed to loose my suitcase on the very first day!!

So back in England hitchhiking didn't go that well.
Not in Rainchester anyway. Cought a coach 2 LDN. Fell asleep straight away.By the time I woke up every1 has gone, it was dark, locked up in a coach somewhere in a garage. First I thought, Man it's cool! N obviously tried some stuff that otherwise could never be able 2 do.. Then realized it's not funny any more. Wanted to get out. After I was rescued had to face the fact that I was missing my suitcase. Nearly a heartattack. I was explained that there was something wrong with the coach so all the passangers changed service n everything else has been transfered too. They didn't bother checkin the coach properly and I was obviously at the very back with headphones on, sleeping. So we were taken back to the garage. The coach that had my case was an hour ahead of us. I got in a cab with a guy n try to catch it. Couldn't reach them by phone since it was not working, n the driver's cell was turned off. Fast n Furious 6. Only way 2 describe it. Somehow we made it n my suitcase was waiting 4 me at Heatrow.

From there I made my way to France, n some1 gave me a lift 2 Paris. There I was up 4 a late night sk8 session in the city! Next day was waiting for my train at Paris Est, had to find out there was a suspicious bag around, said 2 be a bomb, n I was sitting like 2m away. The station was evacuated, then it was destroyed by the troops. Sick!

Had to be back at home soon at some point, attending to a wedding. Ho-ho-ho..turned up an hour before kick off! 
N so it began a summer of Non Stop festivals, gigs, sun n' fun + sk8!!

Hv been around Germany, Switzerland, Austria, Slovakia, Romania, Hungary so far. Got no luck with tickets still, got fined many times which was very unfair! Did not write the date on it but the stamp clearly said what day it was!! There was this ticket inspector -finally a nice 1- I met everywhere I went. I mean not just on the train but in the crowd at a fest?! Was so weird. Serendipidity! Only thing I could think of. Maybe destiny will bring us back 2gether once...

That's it in a nutshell. And I Can't Remember the rest, hah.
Ohh I got a new Poppy dog from the roman border!! 
I'm healing at the mo.... climbed a fence to get into a festival and my hand was badly injured. Went there on my own n met sum random girls who got me into it, n I thought why not it's cool!
I hv been thrown out, they managed to run away, n I was not allowed back. They said I'd better bugger off or they call the police. No way!! Not having it! Bought a ticket, n made friends with some guys nearby. Bought a festival t-shirt from them, plus borrowed some guy's short who put on a towel instead, changed my hair style, n put my sunglasses on...I needed to get through. Let's go! Haha I fooled them!! I was also forbidden to bungee jump after the first attempt, coz I was slightly drunk n lied about my weight plus jumped illegally appearently. But yeah, ready for all the fun n craziness awaiting for me! Will possibly go to Italy n Holland soon. 



 

Holly-Moly! I've been having to miss out on a lot of stuff lately because I hv such a busy schedule. Uni is eating up all my precious time. But for everything I hv missed, I hv gained something else. I hv not missed nothing that I cannot enjoy later. I believe.

Hv been working on several projects, preparing for the final year design show, where all our worx on display for the public. I've put a lot of work into it. It is good to prepare yourself for your future I guess. For the most part I like what I do. I have grown to appreciate media. Ok that`s a lie, I mean part of it.
  
But sometimes you just want to get away from it all!!
I still hv so much to learn, create and explore…
I hv started to plan my dream trip n begin to outline my itinerary in my own head.This trip plan is a sort of greatest hits of those spots I can't wait to check out. I just hv to hv a plan this time. Coz I go Big. Sure I will hv many charmed, off the beaten track adventures, continue to open myself to new experiences, visiting less picked getaway spots randomly and taking my chances as I go. Most importantly I will brave it on my own. That’s why. 
I need a Plan B. My sketchbook is getting a little thick…

My uni course taught me planning is pretty important by having me make sketchbooks and gathering as many ideas as I can see, which eventually will lead to the final outcomes, showing my thought processes. I've been losing serious sleep over this and I am turning this planning into a nightmare :) The options seem endless. 

Dream Big, walk Hard.
I'm not gonna walk it all, but no flights gonna be included, and deffo will skate a lot! I will go the Hard (but more adventurous) Way of course.Trains, Boats, Buses, Taxis, Horses, Camels, Elephants will surely take me there. I`m gearing up to go to a lonely planet, places where I can get beauty of nature, absolute Freedom wit thisachieving a long-held dream. I think I am gonna feel happier, more alive, and more connected to my imagination when I am There. Not to mention my child-like sense of wonder!

Today`s get away destination was a magical place, in a little park. Let it be my hidden secret garden. I have actually managed to split my pants! So officially all my jeans ripped, which my friends find a little worrying. Never mind, I think they are hot. ;) 
 

My wall has been fixed. Even the windows got lockers on.
I`m happy but sorta sad. Following the news about the earthquake,tsunami and nuke plants combo really depressed me, it truly ached my heart to see so many lives LOST in yet another natural disaster.

Me & my suitcase set to raise awarness for the japanese. This brave, new exciting idea was to start a promotion campaign which was impossible not to notice. The so called “Lost it all” campaign is my latest brainwave. I ment to spark a thought, schock ppl , evoke emotion in order to create buzz, and with the word of mouth impact this would be talked about, blogged about and spread through social media. Actually I wanted to go beyond the traditional media so needed a unique approach to this ad campaign. Guerilla marketing is one of the most creative ways to advertise , it generates awareness by getting people’s attention when they least expect it. Yeah man.

My message was highlighted on my suitcase leaving the original logo on the other side and we were busy travelling about randomly. The project took more than a month. All travellings hv been done barefooted which arouse the feeling of shock. All I got in my case was a pair of skates in case I would come across a good spot which happened a few times actually. I was happier then ever to put them on, as I found it kinda painful to walk about with no shoes.
The idea I`ve created has achieved incredible attention!

I’m planning to do a big trip soon and JP is included, the last thing Japan needs or deserves is a falloff in tourism. 
So keep your eyes peeled, as they say.