C_a_Traveller

There is this preconception as in you need to have much or many next to you in order to be happy. Very few actually acknowledge the fact that once you'll be happy with just yourself, anything negative that happens cannot destroy that. No, it's not an illusion, nor a optimistic view over life. It's a fact.  It is true, we are negatively affected by the other's actions, mostly if are directly pointed to us. The more sensible you are the more affected you'll be, no arguing here. Nobody can steal this from you.  You may become a better version of yourself in your own view, you might discover way of managing on how to react when others act.  I am that type of a person who always will try to enjoy the half full of a glass, than pointing out the loss and the emptiness of the other half. The reason is that I will never have anything to gain if I do so.  I am not saying that you must remain ignorant, as this "quality" goes hand in hand with the first

    To travel or not to travel?! No matter what you choose, just travel! The reasons for which most people travel are many and yet so simple. Most of us travelers, do so in order to find something. Either is cultural knowledge, finding new friends, adventures, independence, self-confidence or that lost self. For me was all of the above. After an annoying most depressing year of my life, I chose to step up and recover mind and soul by losing myself completely. Most of my friends saw that even without having me explaining any of it. For most relatives and acquaintances I would use the phrase “I am just sooooo bored.” Therefore, I bought an Interrail ticket with my name on it just a month and a half before and I hit it like never before. From where I am coming from, people aren’t frequently raised to put themselves out there and go “skydiving without a parachute” like I did. For most of the people I know, this was a bold move from my side and I was rapidly put

I almost made a life here. A new apartment after last summer haze, finished unpacking after 2 months, fixed every knob that needed fixed, shower, put every screw in its place and so on. After a few months it looked like life could be something more. Job was awesome, my colleagues - a treat everyone of them, super grupper boss, I was learning new stuff, developing myself, getting nice feedback from colleagues, team leader . But, yet again, this "starting to make sense" feeling wasn't for long. In December I think, I started to feel rootless again and to feel the need to do something about it. So OK, I said that an eurotrip would do. A month away from everything and everyone and the city. Well..uhm...yeah. This would do. And something more. I believed that ...No, I do not know what I believed. I do not know what exactly was the trigger and were exactly along this story of mine I decided to extend my plan... for more months, involving actual living and working some

Let's talk about us, the students. First of all, we are freshmen, those enriched creatures, filled with dreams, padded with the idealistic smiles with which our family endowed us when we left province station. We walk on the majestic steps of the university and enter the wide open doors with the most exhilaration. We want to do a lot: impress older students, teachers and make friends, have fun and last but not least learn about ourselves, about the others and about all those things that are scattered in the obscure. How do we do that??? With a lot of patience, serene, seriousness, with a mad soul and a smile on the lips, the latter being a must. Me? I have been as idealistic on those steps just as much as you, those who are reading these lines now. In the first year I was too absorbed by the simple events- a new city, a bigger city, new friends, along with the old ones, a new home ... And I liked!!!!  I have made more friends, I have known respectable people, s