2019 started slow and then accelerated until I was begging for it to stop. In March I flew to Edinburgh for the second time. This time I also visited Glasgow and took a day trip through the Scottish Highlands to Loch Ness to see the monster. In May I visited Valencia, where I went to a Harry Potter Exhibition. In June I took the chance to travel around Austria and escape the heat in the mountains. In July I went to Bratislava, Budapest and Prague in the span of two weeks to meet friends. In August I was in my home city of Sofia where I celebrated my 30th birthday with my friends. The next week I also celebrated in Vienna with my other friends. In September I had my first trip ever to France when I went to lie on the beach in Cannes to feel like a movie star underneath the palm trees.

In October I began working in a new position at work which came with new challenges and new routines. I am still unsure if this position is right for me, because it’s much more dynamic and involves a lot more direct contact with clients, which is not my favourite, but I will use it as an opportunity to develop my abilities and grow. Besides, the time for change had come and I don’t miss what I left behind.

Around that time my boyfriend got bad news concerning his mother, so we flew to Germany so I could meet her. Even though we’ve been together for six years I’d never met her. We were procrastinating, thinking we have more time, until we realized we had no more time. So I met her in the hospital for the first and final time on a weekend in October.

In November we flew to Berlin again, so my boyfriend could be with his friends for his birthday. In December we flew to Berlin yet again and took a train north to the Baltic sea where my boyfriend’s mother was laid to rest at the bottom of the sea, because she wanted to keep traveling for ever.

In December we took the bus to Wroclaw in Poland where I waved this year goodbye and stumbled into the next one. We’ll see what it has prepared for me…


This post has been inspired by the Tuesday Photo Challenge.


Ah, tourists. Aren’t they the worse? They walk slowly, drive up the prices, gather in front of beautiful buildings like pigeons around a piece of bread. They form long lines and are somehow always confused about which direction they are going. You always wait patiently in line to take a picture of something and just when your turn is coming up a kid runs out and starts posing for a hundred photos. Then it forgets it’s being photographed and starts jumping around so that no one can take a picture without this kid on it for the next twenty minutes. The worst thing about being a tourist is other tourists.
But in the end you know you can’t blame them. Especially not when you are one of them.

For the Tuesday Photo Challenge.

One of my favourite cities

I’ve been to a lot of cities, so for this week’s City photo challenge from Dutch goes the Photo! I had a lot of pictures from which I could choose. And somehow I knew that I wanted to go with Edinburgh. It’s one of the cities I can definitely imagine living in and it’s a special one. With its gloomy weather and and fascinating history, it seems like a good fit. I don’t know when I’ll get the chance to go back and for how long, all I know is that sometimes, especially during this year’s hot summer, I check up on the Edinburgh weather and sigh, wishing I wasn’t melting in Continental Europe, but instead was sitting in a small dark pub, writing my book and looking at the soft rain in Scotland.