Sometimes you don’t even know why are you doing things. You are not obligated to have a reason.
Sometimes there is just a simple notion to get a certain amount of destruction.
Exactly a month ago I was in this beautiful town called Znojmo in Czech Republic.
But first of all, I should tell you how did I get to go to this interesting little town. Obviously from the title you got the point what was the starter for this little weekend trip – it was a Christmas gift from his parents. First of all, I am so freaking thankful for this opportunity to go and see a new place again not to just mindlessly and stereotypically spend my time in my hometown as I do like every single day during the week. Yes, because I have to, and I’ve heard that school is important so a one reason more to visit that institution. But back to the main topic, since we are not here to discuss my stereotypical school life but something slightly interesting.
Well, where to start? Maybe with a first day. We woke up in a lovely looking small hotel (that as we found out two days later used to be a brothel and we had a nice laugh about it), had breakfast and decided to go to explore the town a little.
Firstly we went to see Znojmo Town Hall Tower, and actually it is like one of the highest points in there.
So as a active people with super healthy lifestyle (*beeping of the sarcasm detector*) we got to the very very top of it. And let’s see what was waiting there for us, shall we?
Can you see the church in the back round? Prepare yourselves, you will see it later even more.
Beautiful am I right? But actually I was sticking my hands with the camera out of the window ↓
Is there something I wouldn’t do for a picture? ↓
Jail time in the tower
I know they are both the same, but I couldn’t decide which one to use.
I had to do as much pictures as possible because I always can’t get enough of the beauty of place…
After we climbed down the tower, and our feet slowly led us through the aisles to the church of St. Nicholas.
I am really into doors, sorry to interrupt the journey but I had to.
The perfect sun timing!
What a nice a view ♥☺
After walking we sat down for a while to have a coffee because as a matter of fact- we were only in the first half of our Saturday journey.
After the amazing coffee (and painkillers in my system, because my head hurt like hell!) we went back to the centre of the town to visit the incredible Znojmo Catacombs, that were like a labyrinth under the whole town (as a matter of fact it was like 27 km long and we got to see only like 1-2 km because it was really really cold there, but we still stayed there like 2 and a half hours because the guide couldn’t stop talking)
The first thing that guide did when we entered the Caracombs he said that we are going to play “Hide and Seek” and we are supposed to find him. I was like WTF man it is like 30 km long…how? He said it will be pretty easy just give it a try- actually we got to him like in 3 minutes of running and almost even kneeling because the walls were really narrow and ceilings were really low.
Pretty scary huh?
This is called a Water Grave. I don’t think I have to explain it to you.
The funniest thing was that after 2 and a half hour, freezing, tired and feeling like a canal rat we came out in a completely random old panel house (and I note that that panel house was residential) and it was like three streets away from the place where we started. This is the place where we came out of the residential panel house ↓
Just imagine the faces of people on the streets when they saw a group of people in rubbery coats, rubbery boots (we had to wear them because we went through mud and water as well) and colorful helmets- looking like crazy af.
I was so so hungry I almost didn’t see so we decided to go to the hotel for the dinner since it was almost 5 pm when we left the Catacombs.
On our way home I got to see those two completely different but beautiful buildings!!
I have always been in love with some interesting places because they were extraordinary (at least for me) and I am always happy to go somewhere new where something takes my breath away just by the appearance or by the beauty of it. For example I am trying to find the beauty in simple things like for example nature in concrete:
It is simple, but it stayed in my mind because it was something I want to remember. also simple memories are important. And you know it.
On Sunday we still had one day, but we decided to visit one other town that was even smalled then Znojmo. The town was called Mikulov. Another historic town that caught my attention with its buildings and astonishing “old beauty”.
Even though the building is old and you can see the marks of damaged plaster, but still this is one of the buildings that catch your eye when you pass by.
A very old Dietrichstein tomb
So much beauty in this picture guys, I can’t even express how much I loved that door.
Then we moved on to the castle of Mikulov but unfortunately the tours n the caste were beginning in 2 weeks so we didn’t get to see the inside of the castle but at least we went for a walk inside of the gardens around the caste itself.
I have to admit that this article was a long and exhausting ride till I got it all out. But anyway, after coffee and some desserts we sat into the cars and left Czech Republic and came home all happy and healthy but most of all tired.
Even though it was a month ago I can still feel the good feeling which I felt there. I am incredibly thankful that I was able to go with him and his family and have such a nice time with all of them. It was feeling like a very short weekend because everything that is good will end so quickly that you can’t even spot when.
But really, thank you my dearest, for everything.
“…don’t look at me, the trustworthy night let me do it.”
There are so many things that are happening throughout our lives, so many memories, so many things that you want to remember till the end of your life and on the other side things that you want to forget the minute it happened.
Well, life is unexpected, I would say.
People change, things change, opinions and reason are shifting from one corner to another and suddenly you are not sure of anything.
I have learned throughout the years that nothing stays the same, and maybe I am still learning that because I can always see some flaws in my mind flow. Even though I know that(nothing stays the same) as a fact, I am still fighting it and can not stop it. There are times when I just sit down and want to truly understand all the things that are happening around me.
I always go and go and go and go and I am really rushing to everywhere so that I don’t have to think that much and I am rushing so much that my head starts to spin and I get dizzy. This is why I am trying to learn how to slow down. I am always trying to hurry up and come to my destination with an inhuman speed.
I can’t say that I like the speeding thoughts in my head either . That’s why I am trying to quiet them, at least a little, if it’s not possible to quiet them fully. Maybe also to close my eyes and breathe when something fucks up so much that I just want to scream and just stand up and go away, or just count to ten and leave it.
I am trying to understand that I have to let life happen, and by that I mean, to let the life happen to me and let it happen around me.
I am trying to accept that I can’t always get the answers I want even though I want them so badly that it is impossible to handle.
I have always wanted to be still and not to be in 3 places in one, to calm the hell down and just stay still- close my eyes, freeze the time in my head, make the memory fly around me and make it to take a seat in the particular place in my head just because I want it to be there, just in case something happens.
I was trying to learn to live in present and not in the past, because as I am getting older I understand even more what it means to leave things behind and try to look at them as opportunities and experiences and to learn something from them, for sure. It is a very hard and difficult path to take but I decided to take it because I know it is healthier than what I did like a year and a half ago. It is like a next item to scratch out from the list, and I am sure that someday I will scratch it out to the fullest.
I know that staying still is not the biggest “terno” and I know it doesn’t mean that suddenly you have a perfect life and everything is awesome and blah blah blah, but I want it to give me a reconciliation. The pure peace that will let me know that I can finally stop running like a crazy person in circles and I can finally stop running in like four different directions, stop wanting to have all the answers at the same moment when I ask the questions. I don’t need to be always in the middle, in tune with everybody ,because then I will have no chance to focus on things that matter.
I have always wanted to be still, not static, but a strong person that I am not. Yet.
Maybe it would be the best if I stopped asking so many questions and demand the answers, but look around me and just appreciate the fact that I am here and I am relatively healthy and I am who I am because that won’t change. I will stop trying to write my own path then I will stop constantly trying to be someone I am not or be somewhere I don’t belong to and instead of all of it, I will try to just be.
Did you find yourself in it? Let me know.
“Winter wonderland…I am speechless…”
After all this time I decided to come back again.
I don’t know why, but after almost 4 month of “burn-out” I started to think about all the things that happened, all the memories that resonate in my mind still to this day, all the places I visited. I wanted to share it again and I wanted you all to see the beautiful places I’ve been to. I have to admit it was not that far away (I mean like going abroad) but it was still here in my beautiful country full of nature and mountains. Today, I wanted to show you a winter piece (even though it is already spring here).
That day we decided to go to High Tatras, and also stop by Štrbské Pleso and the area around. We packed our things, sat to the car and drove like 2 hours to see the winter wonderland. We stopped here ↓ because it was on the way to our destination that you will see later in the article. We got out of the car to go for a walk around the frozen lake. It has always been beautiful, but in my opinion, it is most beautiful during winter, let’s see.
This was it, I was immediately enchanted with the white beautiful area around me and for more- it started to snow, which made the place even more beautiful. But, see for yourself.
Just a little info: As you can see in the picture, the trees are little weird, don’t you think? At some places there are trees and maybe there is a missing place? This is why: On the 19th of November 2004, High Tatras were affected by an enormous windstorm/calamity/disaster (118 km/hour strong wind) and it changed the area beyond recognition. In an unprecedented scale destroyed, damaged forests, but also the whole complex of factors governing water regime, climatic conditions, the limits of the various plant and animal species. I remember it even though I was only 8 years old at that time, it was all over the news for a very very long time, and I do know that a lot of people were affected and also some people died there because the ambulance couldn’t get to them. After almost 13 years, the forest is trying to “recreate” all the lost trees, but the amount of nature our country had lost because of this unfortunate happening is irretrievable.
But, back to a happier topic? That would be appropriate, I guess.
After this stop we got back to the car and continued on our way to (*drum rolls*) – Hrebienok, which is a ski resort and a mountain where you can get by your own lazy feet (like 45 minutes) or by a mountain cogged railway (something like a little train) and it is like 15 minutes (5 km) up to the Hrebienok. Since it was not a bad weather that day, so we decided to go by our feet. That same day, there was a national competition in carving ice sculptures from all the corners of Europe and also a Ice Dome that is there every year during winter.
This was the view from there.
And this ↓ is the mentioned Ice Dome, write down in the comments how you liked it, I am curious what do you think about it! It is from more than 90 tons of ice, so check it out.
My hands were literally freezing because the Dome must be preserved in nonstop “frosty climate”, and I was almost unable to take pictures, that’s how cold I was!
There was also an area with a glassy objects that looked like pure art:
But again, I was freezing as hell and I didn’t even feel my own hands so I just snapped the most beautiful one and had to go out.
Here are some examples of the sculptures that were in the competition:
Simply beautiful, pure and artistic experience.
When it started to get a bit darker we decided to walk back down because after like 3 hours of traveling, slight hiking and cold we were too tired to stay longer.
It was another little trip that I am posting like 3 month later, but since I missed the feeling of writing I wanted to share my memories with you, to show you that even though I am not traveling to America or The Great Britain, it still can be a nice experience.
Nature was, is and will always be the shelter where I know I can come back anytime I want and I will always feel relaxed and excited.
P.s: I’ll be back soon. For real.
“The only thing that makes sense today is that I want to breathe.”
It is always kinda hard for me to start writing. Eventually I always start to write down my thoughts and it will turn into smooth and logical piece of art (for me), but still a little bit hard from time to time, especially with a day long headache.
Today (actually an hour ago), I was walking home, through the town of pure winter, listening to music. There are days when I just listen to the music and let my mind fly away with the particular beat, but there are also days when I listen to words and just to words and nothing else. I let them talk to me and fill out the missing places in me (at last for a while), because I know that even though everything seems eventually okay (right now), the blank space is still there (at some point). So as I was walking down, listening to the words and I’ve heard this interesting sentence- ,,I don’t know my name”. That’s kind of accurate, because sometimes, I wake up at the morning with an intention to leave everything behind and just pack my shit and leave (I have talked about this issues countless times, I guess) with no intention of a final destination – to get to know me better, to find out where I am heading with my life, what I want to do in like 5 years. I don’t know if that’s normal in my age, not to know those things. If it is normal, please tell me that you are the same because sometimes I am scared I am getting bonkers. Still somehow lost, trying to get found.
Then there’s the time when I always eventually calm myself down with an assurance that people, in general, are not static at all and they will never be. You can always pick which side you want because the world is shifting whether you like it or not and people are “moving” with it. The thing is that if you don’t like the direction you’re heading to, you can simply change it and take another path. It is never too late to shift things into a better direction, because as a matter of fact, people do fuck up, a lot- but as a result, they most of the times leave what is broken to be broken with a knowledge that if they can’t fix it, they can’t fix it. They can’t make it, or be perfect. Nobody is perfect.
The fear is the worst puppet master. People let the fear define them, because as much as they are trying to avoid it, it will still try to overwhelm them even more. The feeling when your heart starts pounding like crazy when you are in the crowd of people or maybe when you have to fight your anxiety to do things that are not comfortable for you. When you feel the fear try not to runaway from it, maybe try to embrace it. Fear is a compass and it will lead your way.
When the feeling of “I don’t know my name” comes to me, I am always trying to instruct myself not to freak out. I might tell myself that there are other milestones to attain in life that I am able to catch in my hand and never let go. Some of those things are already there and they have always been there, I just haven’t seen them yet.
There are so many things I would like to achieve, so many question that I would like to know the answer to and yet don’t have it. But I know that the whole circle called life is still ahead of me and there are so many things that I will manage to do before I leave for good.
And this moment? …It will be just another moment someday.
“I’d climb the tree to see the world…”
You don’t even know how accurate is this quote for todays writing. Firstly, maybe before you start reading, sit down and play this:
Actually it is a “food for thought” kind of music and it always helps me to think while reading or creating something (potentially good blog article maybe?), and yes I am playing it all over again (no, I am not a psycho…also maybe). If you haven’t read the PART 1 of this little trip of mine yet, just read that first so you’d get the right feeling of my little adventure in the middle of a messy semester.
Let me start from the beginning of the second day. It was a morning like other ones, just not in my own bed, but I woke up to an absolute silence in the house. I have always been enchanted by the morning kind of silence, to be completely honest, I have never enjoyed it because I am always waking up as the last one – to a complete mess. But today, I woke up and I was the first one awake. After classic coffee ritual and royal breakfast, we got dressed, hopped into a car and drove for another little adventure. L’s family wanted me to see as much as possible while I am there and guys, you can’t even imagine how thankful I was and still am for the little opportunity to see a few beautiful places I have never been to before.
We drove like 20 minutes by car and today, the weather was completely different. Let me show you-
Sun is shining, there is no snow anywhere near- like a completely different place, am I right?
This is the way to our final destination – The lookout at the edge of the forest ↓
But firstly, we had to conquer the forest, which looked a lot like a beautiful autumn. Look:
Anyway, we got to the Lookout and I was speechless. I have never seen this big Lookout in my life. This one was 24,6m high and believe, it took a few minutes for me to climb that little bastard. So if you are scared of heights I don’t recommend on going there or even look. Or look anyway, but don’t get sick!
And for this I even laid down on my back at the ground, there are even photos of me taking pics, but trust me, you don’t wanna see it – *laugh*.
And the view?
See for yourself.
It was very very windy so I didn’t really have much time for staying up there in the clouds for a longer period, but I managed to suck up all the nature to my system and was ready to climb down. The stairs were a little overwhelming but I made it!!
L didn’t want to climb with me, she was (and is) poopy pants because of the phobia of heights- but yes, I can’t say a thing with my phobia of insects. Eww.
On our way back we managed to stop in this little “back forest” where we saw an old train and benches in the middle of the forest. For me, it was such a lovely stop,even though it was really cold there- the quietness of the forest and good atmosphere- worth it!
This is from the inside of the train. Another “lookout”.
Well, the ones who made it to the end now know, that I didn’t get to climb a tree as the quote says at the very beginning, but I managed to climb a 24,6 m high Lookout- so that counts a little, huh?
Anyway, I will always be in love with this place, like every single one of the places I have ever put on here, because I always keep making memories by taking pictures.
Sometimes when I can’t sleep at night, I am going through those pictures and reminiscing about all the amazing things that happened on my way there or there or on the way home. Pictures always remind me that yes, I was there and it felt great. Different air, different people- in this case, I got to know an amazing family of my dear dear friend L, I am thankful for every single laugh we share(d) and for all the things that happened, that are happening and that will happen. I am so glad I can have you by my side. So thank you again for this little adventure, hope I will come back someday.
One weird thing is, that weekends are always so short, you just blink twice and it is over and another week full of duties, work, school is here and you are disgusted the minute you lay down to your bed on Sunday night. That’s how I feel right now- not really ready for what is waiting there for me this week.
But maybe, if I´ll go through the pictures one more time, it will feel quite better.
We will see…
*Thank you, you know why.*
It’s been quite a while since I’ve written something.
Being engrossed with so many things, people (yes, friends), University, traveling…and most of all – being engrossed with doing things to make myself busy so I don’t have to think. Would you call it a social life? Well, we can try to connect it with that definition.
So, being busy with so many things (which on one side was good but on the other…see for yourself) banned me from writing. Being tired is not the best thing, but being tired from doing things that make you feel at least a little bit alive, then that one is a good kind of exhaustion. At least I guess so.
Anyway, I decided to come back because I genuinely miss this. Even though I am overwhelmed with shit, I still care. I still need to come back because I have a feeling that I am obligated to. Obligated to keep this alive, for me, to remind myself that there is still something left to believe in. I simply have to get all the stuff out of my system, talk and also share wonderful memories and thoughts that I gain while I am not here.
Enough with a chit chat, let’s get to business, shall we?
There comes a time when you just want to see a place about which you are hearing a lot and then you just wanna go because you care. L invited me to the place where she lives and actually I was really happy to go. It was Thursday night and I was laying in the bed thinking about the whole next days traveling and realized that I haven’t been anywhere new in such a long time. I was really really looking forward to it.
So, I packed my stuff and left my hometown. Simple as that.
I always get really hype about new places and as you know, I take a lot of pictures. Be aware, this is going to be a roller coaster full of memories. Remember, you’ve been warned before.
First thing first- this years first SNOW. (yes, I know you can see it in the header picture). Let me introduce you – cold, but beautiful – winter.
Well, I haven’t seen snow at least a year.
What about you?
As you already know, I am from a country that has every single season (so (sadly?), no America but Europe). As usual, not specifying anything, because this is the person I am, haha.
Casually, wading through the cold mess, trying to blink 3x faster to see at least on my nose (am I exaggerating? nah.) and simply enjoying the nice time with a family that accrued to my heard really fast.
“Hurry up, we have to leave.”
” I don’t want to end up being eaten up by a giant boar.”
Well, please and thank you.
We came back home and were preparing for later that day, another part of the trip, because why not? There was no time for exhaustion, they wanted me to see as much as possible, since I have never been anywhere near there. Or maybe I was, but I was too young to remember it.
So we sat into the car and drove like 15 minutes away and this happened:
Believe me or not, this is the same region as I was earlier that day.
The snow is f&#*/ing with us!
I call it: A autumns invasion.
Lonely bench? Not lonely anymore.
Then we came to this place. As you know, I am obsessed with old places, but unfortunately I was not let inside. Shame…
105 stairs…oh my, why me? But guess what, I made it!
(No, you don’t have to clap)
Yes, black and white session. As usual.
Just now, I decided to split this journey in half. So this was a first day of my journey and if you are interested for another half, stay tuned and surely you will get the second part on… Wednesday. (?)
No, this is not the end. Be prepared for another time of being shocked by the amount of pictures waiting for you in my drawer.
Let me end like this:
I wanted to say, I am really happy that I got to go and get to know this amazing family and really appreciate the bond they have. Everyday I am trying to find something like this in between people and when I do see this, it always fills me up with joy and hope for a better tomorrow. I am looking around me and trying to appreciate the “present good” because I know that nothing will be the same in…a week? a month? …a year.
See you in few days, until then…