Sofia — I have always been extremely terrified of not being able to find the place where I belong - this is most likely my top priority in further life, and I always get very overwhelmed when I have to travel...
Kazanlak — The statue at the bottom of the mountain had graffiti sprawled across it. “It says Death to Communism“, Lora helpfully translated, as we made our way past it and towards the summit. We were in Bulgar...
Elena — Reminiscence of old times in the country, when small villages were full of life and children of all ages were playing in the streets. Unfortunately, hiking through the central Balkan mountains this s...
There will always be someone on the other side of the screen.
Before you speak of home, you must be sure of one thing: and that is your heart's desire.
Reminiscence
It may rain for only a few minutes but the streets here will be overrun with water even then.
Uncertainty.
Mighty rain, dark clouds and grey hell amidst the green paradise.
A small stadium over which spanned an enormous roof with a prominent red emblem featuring hammer and sickle.
A small, poor town, smelling of wood and of nostalgia for former glory
Clouds over Sofia