For years I’d dreamed of backpacking through Europe, of seeing the Eiffel Tower and the Mona Lisa and the Roman Colosseum. This summer at the age of 28 I finally got to achieve that. But in the shadow of the monuments, many of the intimate human moments became far memorable.
One of the most important items on my agenda, and one of the most difficult, was to see my friend Anil Van der Zee in Amsterdam. Though he’s severely ill and bedridden, he put the wheels in motion to organize a sold out
premiere of my film Forgotten Plague in the city.