Swinging in Vama Veche

The excitement of waking up early in the morning the next day to go to the seaside. The packing of it all (literally) for the beach. The first sight of the sea in the first sun ray of the day. Remember that? Well, it’s not the case now. It is Friday afternoon, after a full…

Oops, a burger!

It’s 10 in the morning, it’s Sunday, the sun is in the house and I’m happy, clap along if you feel like a room without a roof! A healthy shake in the morning (almond milk, bananas, raspberries, apricots, pineapple), a good book, a 6 km run and a shower later I find myself ordering the burger that’s about to become…

First time

Once in a while try doing something you’ve never done before. I am writing this while on the tube. This is my first time alone on the London underground. Usually, I have been accompanied and, usually, I either talk or stare. At people. One couldn’t tell, but my eyes are scanning casually everything. When everything…