Meet Fie-Trude, a fictional time traveler with a deeply human soul. Her short stories are mostly inspired by real-life experiences, sometimes reimagined in different time periods — creating space for wonder, recognition, and a touch of humor.
Each story is a small journey, both backward and forward, gently inviting you to pause. Not just to reflect on what was, but to consider what could still be.
Because between the lines, there’s always a message — for those slow enough to truly read it.
Category: Japan
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Fie-trude had barely landed in Tokyo when she had already racked up three culture shocks, two jetlags, and one failed attempt at ordering a green smoothie. The city sparkled, beeped, blinked, and made noises she was pretty sure were illegal in Belgium after 10 PM. She was walking through Shibuya, beneath a towering advertisement featuring…
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Fie-trude had been lying on her hotel bed, scrolling through her phone (which she still couldn’t set to Japanese without erasing everything), when she came across an article: “TOP 5 THINGS TO DO IN TOKYO: Number 2 – the Robot Café in Shinjuku.” The fact that “robot” and “café” appeared in the same sentence was…
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On a sunny Tuesday in Kyoto, Fie-Trude did what every self-respecting tourist with questionable balance eventually does: she rented a bicycle. Armed with a paper map, a slightly squeaky bell, and a mild fear of left-hand traffic, she bravely pedaled her way through quiet streets, past wooden houses, weeping cherry trees, and one very startled…
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Fie-Trude had made up her mind: today was the day she would ride the Shinkansen — Japan’s famous bullet train. Sleek, silent, and faster than her thoughts after two glasses of cava. She arrived at Tokyo Station, where everything beeped, blinked, and moved with such intensity that she briefly wondered if she was already on…
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Fie-Trude had already experienced quite a bit in Japan: whispering slippers, bowing strangers, and even a casual earthquake. But nothing — absolutely nothing — could have prepared her for the moment she encountered her first Japanese toilet. It happened in a charming little café in Kyoto. All went normally at first. She did what one does. And…