Monday, 19 June 2017

Hiking in North of Italy  


“‎Though nobody can go back and make a new beginning... Anyone can start over and make a new ending.” /Chico Xavier/

Because I was brought up in a country where highest peak is mere 312 meters above sea level, my profound romance with mountains started well before I actually had a chance to encounter one. The very first paperback I picked up and read several times was Into Thin Air, one of the absolute classics of mountaineering, written by 
American author Jon Krakauer. His way of describing expedition to Earth's most prominent peak left me forever in awe of majestic mountains and nature itself.

Monday, 5 June 2017

Making memeories in Biarritz


''Be bold enough to use your voice, brave enough to listen to your heart and strong enough to life the life you've always imagined''

Grande Plage, usually swarmed by sunbathers and swell seekers, today was uncommonly vacant. Like she was resting in between the undisturbed moments, so pure, so thoughtful and so untouchable. Glowing sun was high up in the sky yet the sudden ocean breeze could steal the warmth any moment. I took Ericeira in my arms and twirled around the viewing platform. Her laugh was contagiously light hearted and her sun kissed cheeks tasted salty sweet. Our days in Basque Country looked much like episodes from endless summer with no sense of time and with no responsibilities.

Monday, 22 May 2017

Northern Basque Country   


''Be your own kind of beautiful'' 

Happiness comes in many shapes and boarding a plane on a Saturday morning with two travel comrades by my side to one of Europe's prime surf destinations is definitely one of them. We haven't visited Frances iconic southwestern town before yet somehow we love it already as if the Biarritz have been addressing us personally and whispering endearments trough travel and surf magazine pages. It's a place where natures work can be worshipped all along the craggy coast from Phare De Biarritz to the City of The Ocean.


Tuesday, 2 May 2017


Killarney National Park


''Take only memories,leave only footprints'' /Chief Seattle/

Ocean is closest thing to my heart and as we walk down the erratic shoreline I can't help but question what is streaming trough Ericeiras mind. Does she notice lacy ripples, velvety sand and every shade of blue before us? Is she curious about treasures hidden in depths of uncharted aquatic world? It's early May and warmth of the sun has enriched the landscape bringing back good times with more daylight. I tilt my face upward were clouds linger carelessly and try to embed this moment of happiness in my heart.

Monday, 17 April 2017


Tallinn Old Town


''No amount of fire or freshness can challenge what a man will store up in his ghostly heart.''  /Great Gatsby/

Winter wasn't gonna surrender any time soon as thin layer of snow was still clinging to the icebound ground in most places and temperatures below zero were forecasted overnight. As we made our way trough neighbouring country, landscape of infinite patterns and textures stretched towards distant horizon. Dreary woodlands, filled with silence, were casting long and eerie silhouettes. For a moment I let my eyes rest on tree trunks and their empty branches before sweeping grounds for wildlife.