My 100th post. To mark a change of settings, an easy train ride from Berlin until an Art Nouveau train station (Praha hlavní nádraží), an open air museum, a restaurant or two, a postcard moment and a stroll in beautiful Prague.Continue reading “From Berlin to Prague”
Here we go again. This May, I spend a few days in Sweden and have been on a diet with cardamon buns and good coffee, with ABBA songs in my head. Honey honey! A friend reunion, museum visits, time in nature, plus a ferry between the 14 islands that make up the city of Stockholm.Continue reading “Stockholm reunion ~ Art & Fika”
Most photogenic city in Europe must be Amsterdam. This Dutch city is pretty at every corner with the picture perfect charming houses, over 1000 bridges bridges for 165 canals and world-class museums. I was lucky that I visited the cozy city 4 times during the years I lived in Brussels, so I wrote down from my journal 4 memories.Continue reading “I Amsterdam”
In Warsaw I traveled only for work many times. And the memories are a puzzle, while the seasons are changing. Summer after work on the main street Novi Świat or an autumn night, accidentally attending a Chopin piano concert in a bookstore. A winter morning, in a taxi seeing the city covered with snow or in spring at food market Hala Koszyki. Warszawa reminded me of Bucharest, that made me a bit melancholic. Polish language is also very different, but some sounds are familiar. I felt as I traveled in time.Continue reading “Chopin’s Warsaw”
Remembering summer days in the Dalmatian coast. Sunset on a isolated Saint Jakub beach, Croatian wines between the walls of Dubrovnik on Stradun, piano concert during the Summer festival, sightseeing, red-brick roofs and turquoise water, swimming in the Adriatic Sea, trips to Srd mountain and Island of Lokrum.Continue reading “Dubrovnik. Postcards from the past”
Revisiting past memories is an opportunity for closure and to look at things from a different light. With clichés and all. In my Belgian years I tried to travel often inside the country and understand Belgium as much as possible. What I remember about Bruges is the vintage atmosphere and smell of gingerbread mixed with melancholy, where I felt like Gretel.Continue reading “In Bruges / Brügge”
No place like home, except the seaside. Si. Difficult to say what I liked more in Barcelona – sangria on our first night, the flavors of paella, Boqueria market, the Mediterranean, the concert at Palau Sant Jordi, strong coffee on Passeig de Gracia while admiring the Gaudí architecture and being called “señiorita”.Continue reading “Spain ~ Gaudí ~ Barcelona”
L’art se porte bien. During autumn, I revisited some of my favorite places in Paris and discover new passages and la Galerie Vivienne in the 2nd arrondissement, an elegant glass-roofed gallery. Bien sûr, no city is perfect, but for me those days have been parfait. Voilà!Continue reading “Perfect Paris”
Many books and travel guides were already written about Paris. Is hard to add some new or original relevant content, so I will just write my raw thoughts of the city about the best 7 decisions from 7 trips I took while in Paris and the ultimate cliché, since I can’t resist those.
Last week was the Holly week in the Orthodox church and it wad indeed a special one.
Now in Berlin – Spring is in full bloom – lilac flowers and wisteria are everywhere. Lavender color and amazing smell. I admire them walking in neighborhoods and I hope to spot them every time I visit a flat. As a good purple sign. Continue reading “Purple Berlin”
My though exactly while crossing the River Duoro on Dom Luis I bridge in Porto, as well as in Lisbon and Sintra.
Is advised to always look ahead, literally and in life. When you are on this particular bridge, look also down. The view might surprise you. Continue reading “There is something about Portugal”