You could assume I speak English, maybe Norwegian but what else? Is it even worth to learn languages? What do I think about studying languages?
Or rather: welcome, winter.
Short days, harsh rains and wind, the wind that blows without break, just breaking branches alongside its way.
A poem for the rainy days of October. First Norwegian (original), then its translation in English.
Let’s not beat around the bush and just start part two. Enjoy!
Well, I had hard times with the title of the post because of its ambiguity. However, you can definitely say that Nice is nice.
It’s been a long time. I must say it’s hard to come back to writing posts after even a short break. If I won’t push myself to do it regularly, then it’s like there are no posts anymore. Anyway, back to the topic. The shorter name for this region is Region Sud (“sud” means “south”). Before I will start with travel posts about the cities that I visited on my holidays, here’s a short introduction.