All those people and their stories were truly inspiring
But despite this I didn’t return with a set plan. However… I think something in me suspected that I wanted to undertake something. So, I decided to study management- and organizaton sciences in Amsterdam. Well… if you are still looking for a study? I wouldn’t recommend you this one. Everything was too far away from what it really is all about.
That’s probably also why I kept traveling until graduation. During those travels I came to a dishearted realization. No matter where I found myself – in the Himalayas, the salt flats in Bolivia, a deserted tropical island or far out in the Sahara – literally everywhere was plastic. And not just a little. There was no getting away from plastic pollution.
In the summer of 2018 I witnessed something which left me with no choice than to take action. Together with my former girlfriend we made a roadtrip through Southern-Europe in a little van. We arrived on a beautiful beach in Galicia. Even this pristine spot was littered with plastic. There was way too much for two people to clean-up but nonetheless we did our daily beach clean-ups.
We cleaned up kilo’s of plastic: empty bottles, ropes in all kinds of colors, broken toys.. One of those days something pretty heartbroken happened: in between all the beached plastic we found a dying baby seagull. The poor bird was gasping for air and was too weak to fly. There was a little bit of luck: a plastic crate had washed up right next to him. We put the bird in there and we transported it a few kilometres to the other side of the beach with lifeguards. They told us that the little bird had probably too much plastic in it’s belly and was unable to fly. They’d take him to the vet and that’s the last thing we heard. We can only hope now that he’s happily flying across the ocean – catching fish and finding a mate.