As I mentioned one or two times, from the end of December I was in my partners’ motherland, which is Slovenia. 9 days is quite a lot of time, so I don’t know how I will condensate everything. But here’s a part first of my trip. No more rambling, let’s go to Slovenia!
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2018’s recap.
Before starting my last-year-rambling let’s say hello to old readers and to those who recently joined – this year will be as good (I mean rich with posts) and hopefully better than previous one (however, I don’t how it’s even possible). Within every month there will be links to already existing posts about things or travels that happened so you can check more closely. Enjoy! (be prepared that it’s a long, long post).
I miss Norway.
Here’s a short poem about how much and why. I miss Norway.
Autumn in Poland.
If you’re reading my posts regularly, you got to know that I came back to my motherland. Not because of my sorrow, homesickness or anything bad, just to finish what I started: higher education. Here is my try to picture Poland from my perspective in a quite different way.
A day in Berlin.
A city of wide and spread underground, thousands of different stops and lines and a city of cold, concrete architecture. I and my partner went to Berlin.
Week in Palma de Mallorca [5].
If you haven’t seen the previous post it’s here. Before you start reading: I’m currently having a visit from my partner here in Poland, so this post is way more condensed and shorter (another explanation at the end). However, Ibiza one shall be long and picture-full, so don’t worry. Enjoy!
Week in Palma de Mallorca [1].
I mentioned previously that I went to Spain, to Palma de Mallorca (also to Ibiza, but this later), and I have quite a lot of material from there, both travel journals and photos. It’s hard to fit 7-8 days in one post, not even in two so I will divide it into parts. This is the beginning. Enjoy!
A walk to Haslemoen.
On a fine morning of last Saturday, I went out. I was in VÃ¥ler back then, and there’s a really nice walking/cycling path to Haslemoen (and maybe further, I don’t know), so I said: why not. And I haven’t been on a lonely walk for a quite long time.
One week in Croatia.
If someone a few months before would say to me that I will go to Croatia, for a week’s vacation, I would just laugh. How that could be even possible? But life is like a box of chocolates and here I got the best one.
The Vigeland Park, Oslo.
I was in Oslo a few times. Firstly, I believe, two or three years ago, a completely spontaneous trip with my friend, sleeping at some couch surfer’s place, trying to explore the whole city in two and a half days. Then another one, when I have been already living in Hamar, for a karaoke night with friends, then for a job interview, for a walk through main streets… but never went to Vigeland before. Now I ask myself, why?