Category: Storyteller

Let’s be kids again

-Medium cappuccino on coconut milk, please. -2,20 She took her coffee, put a bit of cinnamon on top and closed the lid. Then she noticed a couple of girls laughing at some joke, smiled and went to the street.   It was early spring: people already changed their heavy winter

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Airports

Every day millions of planes are taking off and landing. Millions of planes are bringing people to their friends and families, bringing them to unpleasant business trips and weekend getaways. Millions of planes are carrying people to their beloved ones and carrying them from their beloved ones. How many times

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” My Sweden” or ” Are you in love with it too?”

If you have followed me at least for a while, you have probably noticed that I am a little bit crazy traveller. It is difficult for me to stay in one place. Nevertheless, Scandinavian countries were out of my traveling radar even though people from these countries started being part

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Survived

6 AM. Unknown city. Unknown country. Sun. Warmth of the bed sheets.  Toothbrush. Water in the face. Swimming clothes. Shorts. Forgot the towels. Walking 2 kilometers. Stairs. Beach. Three lonely tourists.Calmness. A woman cleaning bottles from yesterday teens’ party. Still calmness.  Cold water. Transparency. Mountains. Greatness. Goosebumps. Thoughts. Peacefulness. Shells.

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“City without city center” or “My Istanbul”

When people were telling me: You MUST go to Istanbul- I was just agreeing with them and never really was taking their words into consideration. I was thinking, that nothing could make me fall in love with this city: I saw so many things, why I should be shocked or

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“In love with life” or “Just be happy”

Sometimes we are forgetting how small things matter. How funny to speak with a taxi driver some French, when you can barely say a couple words in it and when he is not speaking English at all How amazing to listen to your favorite songs and just drive at night.

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Shots

    Dark bar. The clouds of smoke. Saxophone. Some jazz. False notes. Shot. Glance. Another one. Tiredness. Bar attender. Dirty table. Shot Mojito? Long Island. Dark thoughts. Dark life. Depression. No way. Glance. Why not? Shot Emptiness. Empty stomach. 5th day no food. Weakness. Sex? Why? But why not?

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