To my (less than) dear friend

You have been following me for years and I have mixed feelings about you. You keep me up at night spending ours sorting out my wardrobe because you don’t let me sleep and then let me bang my head on a desk when I doze off in the day. You leave me confused if it…

Minsk. Are you sure?

This was the answer I got when I mentioned to my family that I would like to take them for a little trip to Belarus. A few weeks later after some research and a bit of paperwork, past the green uniformed officers with very official looking faces and using some serious magnifying glass to inspect…

Santorini

Santorini is like a white and a blue dream. It is a deep blue sea, black rocks, white cottages, blue roofed churches. And a view. Breakfast with a view, shopping with a view, dipping yourself in a pool with a view… You just cannot escape the view. Leaving Santorini feels a bit like a break…

Back in the office. In Kuala Lumpur

When I left the office on Friday, I did not set my out of office for the weekend. Instead I boarded a massive jumbo jet flight to Kuala Lumpur via Dubai. I packed a laptop and a bikini. I swapped cappuccinos for frappes and sweaters for summer dresses. I ate durian, jelly drinks, curry and…

Going home

Going home feels like going to a safe harbour, wrapping yourself with a comfort blanket, the world around suddenly seems slightly less strange. It is place for no make up and all day pyjamas, grandma’s apple pie and a hot tea with lemon. And it always feels awfully short and in a blink of an…

When you fall in love

It felt exciting. It felt sad to be leaving. I still remember smell I freshly prepared seafood, warm summer breeze running through my hair and a hot sun rays smiling at me. I walked, got lost, found beautiful hidden corners, played pétanque and sipped on a cool lemonade. I watched boats coming to the harbour….

Touchdown in Prague

Where do you go when you want to escape? I get a ticket, pack my carry-on luggage and fly to my absolute favourite spot on the planet, Prague. It is my comfort blanket. This time the city really has made an effort with the welcome. Who cares about a March chill when the sky is coved in rays of sunshine. We headed to town for cocktails and for some shopping, walks in the old town and we ate a mountain of blackforest gatto. Who says it is out of fashion?

Taxi to the airport please!

The other day when I came home after yet another 12 hour work day and found only empty fridge with a sad looking half eaten pizza and a massive pile of dirty laundry I decided that it is about time I have a few days off. I booked some flights and I am going to Prague!

And I am NOT going to be good. My plan involves eating lot of cake, wearing red Converse sneakers and ripped jeans, taking way too many daft Instagram pictures and feeding my shopping obsession.

And there is another bonus, I can be annoying and wish everyone happy weekend already on Tuesday. I am packed and the taxi to the airport is going to be here in a few minutes…