You know what’s the worst thing about somebody breaking up with you? It’s when you remember how little you thought about the people you broke up with and you realize that is how little they’re thinking of you. You know, you’d like to think you’re both in all this pain but they’re just like “Hey, I’m glad you’re gone”. – Before Sunrise quote
And this is all about travel this year, at least I think … now I am preparing for the next year.
… or Wien… So I’m back and I’m editing my thoughts and feelings. I walked almost 100 kilometers in six days, which is not bad and I made around 800 photos with camera and phone.
What to say about Vienna? Like Ljubljana, of course much much bigger, it is very crowded on tourist attractions, but the next street is almost empty. And I like this empty Viennese streets early in the morning. Of course, one of the reasons for seeing Vienna was the film Before Sunrise. Unfortunately, this time I was unable to get to Friedhof der Namenlosen, because the cemetery is quite out of town. However, I managed to see some other locations and I especially liked the Kleines Café coffee shop on Franziskanerplatz and only 5 minutes from my apartment. So I could spend some time at Kleines Café … and very important coffee was good. I had an apartment on the Sonnenfelsgasse street and I could not have a better location.
I saw a lot, ate wiener schnitzel, sacher cake and wiener apfelstrudel, met with friends but I missed something … I did not feel the energy of Vienna. Maybe next time I will…
These first photos are taken with the phone.
Is not everything we do in life a way to be loved a little more? – Before Sunrise quote
I’m going to Paris in 12 days and to Warsaw in 98 days. At the moment, I don’t know what I’m looking forward to. Instead of working for the planes for Paris, I deal with Warsaw what and how to do. I really look forward to traveling to Warsaw. I really look forward to traveling to Warsaw. According to the photo, I would say that it is very similar to Ljubljana… even language. Miło Cię Widzieć
Part of you died each year when the leaves fell from the trees and their branches were bare against the wind and the cold, wintery light. But you knew there would always be the spring, as you knew the river would flow again after it was frozen. When the cold rains kept on and killed the spring, it was as though a young person died for no reason.
― Ernest Hemingway, A Moveable Feast