Photos taken around Nowy Gierałtów, Silesia, Poland. Oct. 2011
Polish Autumn
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Reading in the sun…
Reflexions
Night lamp inside Nightingale Mini Hotel, Budapest, Hungary. August, 2011
Salzburg – sneak peak!
Salzburg, Austria. June, 2011
Last weekend, I took a short trip to Salzburg and I just couldn’t get enough! the scenery, the quaint houses, the Salz river with its incredibly sea-like green color, the multitude of couples – all ages! holding hands and smiling, charming little churches and monasteries, and overall the positive vibes I got while being there just got me hooked. Austria, you keep on surprising me :)
Anyway, here’s a little sneak peak of my trip! more photos next weekend ;)
Blue
Somewhere in Montmartre, Paris, France. March, 2010
Spring birds
Innsbruck, Tirol, Austria. March, 2011
Just remembering Innsbruck, and the super fun times I had there…*sigh*…
View from St. George’s Castle, Lisbon
View from Sao Jorge’s (Saint George’s) Castle, Lisbon, Portugal. August, 2007
Overlooking the Tagus River, Lisbon, Portugal. August, 2007.
Lisbon is such an amazing city! rich in culture and history, with all its influences displayed, layers upon layers, on its grand architecture, it’s so wonderful to visit and the view over the city, from Saint George’s Castle, breathtaking!
Take a look at it here!
Innsbruck
Innsbruck, Tirol, Austria. March, 2011.
I fell in love with Innsbruck. I fell hard and from the first instant I stepped down the train and greet it. I fell in love with its wooden fresh air, with its incredible light, with its freshness and openness, with its young spirit and last but not the least…with the colorful old buildings and its mountains.
Journeys…
Journeys are the midwives of thought. Few places are more conducive to internal conversations than moving planes, ships or trains. There is an almost quaint correlation between what is before our eyes and the thoughts we are able to have in our heads: large thoughts at times requiring large views, and new thoughts, new places. (……)
At the end of hours of train-dreaming, we may feel we have been returned to ourselves – that is, brought back into contact with emotions and ideas of importance to us. It is not necessarily at home that we best encounter our true selves. The furniture insists that we cannot change because it does not; the domestic setting keeps us tethered to the person we are in ordinary life, who may not be who we essentially are.
Alain de Botton, “The Art of Travel”, 2002.
The perfectly paved road
Balle-Valle, Croatia. August, 2010.
