Sea is calling…

or, how I laid the kayak onto the big pond

Danube’s accepted me for the whole time. She gave me the most beautiful things she could and I humbly dare to say that we’ve become friends. She guided me through whole Europe. She protected me. I could drink from her and swim in her as well…

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What a ride from Belgrade…

…or, the power of a thought

The temperature’s been climbing higher and higher on the thermometer. The same goes for the water of Danube. I turn to Pavel and Leandro. What we need now is a cozy restaurant on the bank with a dock. Shadow under an umbrella and a chilled frappe in our hands. It takes exactly eight minutes before we spot the shape of an umbrella on the horizon…. Read more