From the cabin of a truck the kilometers unhurriedly pass by. Hitchhiking Europe feels like wandering around one’s own yard. And with the familiar football chat going on between puffs of smoke at the front of the cabin, I sink … Read More
Our friends from Bhopal had invited us for a family lunch in a fancy club. The place was classy and the food exquisite. A rich buffet offered anything one could have dreamt of. Indian food from South to North, Chinese, Italian … Read More
It must have been Cortázar who convinced me that dreams have everything to do with fuzz. They crawl at night underneath your bed, and while you are busy dreaming something else, hide in a corner for months or years, waiting to … Read More
After a week of imaginary travels in Zugdidi we finally feel ready to head towards the place that had been haunting our own imagination long before starting this travel. The land of the Svans is just 106 km away from … Read More
Nobody knocks on the door after 9 o’clock. The neighbours have just left home after some wine and chat, the witch from down the road never knocks but bangs and would just push the door shouting “Mananaaa” – my grandma’s … Read More
The curtain raises. The transparent moon that impatiently plunges in the sky long before sunset grins in the background over saw-toothed mountains, while we energetically thumb up in the icebound outskirts of Erzurum. Walking down the road we meditate upon … Read More
Sometimes a dream might get stuck in the orbit of reality and start spinning around it. A moon that lights up the clouds of routine and disperses them at night, shining through conversations with friends and lonely contemplation of the … Read More
Elusive and secretive, light as autumn haze and quick as a mountain creek, wild beasts shuttle through the barren landscapes beyond the limits of man’s formicaries. Invoked by fairy-tales and cave drawings, dancing in the fire light they have long … Read More
Almost unnoticeably the summer stepped back and made way for the reign of a colourful autumn, warm in temperatures and in human hearts. Anchored for some time in the suburbs of Sofia, well aware of the size of the city … Read More
Sometimes the glowing lights of the city overwhelm and blind the senses and we forget about the all-encompassing existence of the reality beyond neon and asphalt. Mild and distant the pale sun of early November gently warms up the frosted … Read More
One would think that crossing from the UK to France is pretty easy when already on the ferry boat. But hitchhiking is a misterious enterprise, that can take you off the road when least expected. Who would have thought that the first petrol station to drop uo off after the Cale’s port is in the next country?
That’s how we got to spend the night on the Belgian seaside dunes.
The way from the skirts of the mountain to the top of the peak is in fact surprisingly short. It takes just one step. The step that crosses the threshold of the front door. Why did we take so many … Read More
..and one day, not knowing how or why, we fell into one. It was misty white and smelled of moist. We were in the Kingdom of Rain and lived there ever since, nesting, cooking, trying to keep our feet warm, … Read More
A journey to Cabo de Roca, and beyond. Persistent and numberless battalions of water drops diligently take over each centimeter of land. Competently navigated by the indifferent gray heavens, their silent military junta reigns supreme. We look through the window … Read More
Pirates or Scavengers. Neat rows of finely sliced smoky bricks, forming endless lines of houses that stretch well beyond the horizon, peculiarly dressed vociferous people, rebelliously tanned all year round in this specific shade of pink that one’s skin might … Read More