Showing posts with label Travel. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Travel. Show all posts

Wednesday, 26 July 2017

Love on wheels

Suitcases represent different things to different people. Some hate them. Some love them. Some hate packing them but love using them. To me, suitcases have gotten a different meaning about three years ago. A special meaning. Personal meaning.

About three years ago I met my husband. The problem was, he lived in Switzerland and I lived in my home country Bosnia. And that’s how the story begins. We met, fell in love and started dating. If you could really call it dating. To see each other, one (or both of us) had to travel. It was a time of a constant movement, regular packing and unpacking. Time of emotional reunions and equally emotional but not so dear goodbyes. Time of airports, train stations, bus stations, harbors and highways. Life on wheels. During that time, I used to say that some loves have addresses, and some live in suitcases. Ours was the second one. The suitcases became a synonym of a reunion, a synonym of love. 


After almost two years of life/love in suitcases, our love story finally got one unique address; and a unique last name.

Most of the ones who know me personally know this story, however a lot of you don’t. I used this opportunity to share it with you since I wish to present you Zalando travel bags. Since suitcases & travel bags became such important part of my life, it was, and still is crucial for me to have the right ones who fit the right occasions. Following the link, you can find travel bags for any occasion and any taste, from big sporty backpacks to stylish weekenders.

Our love story has been settled at one address for one full year now, however we haven’t completely thrown away our gypsy lifestyle. I believe we got addicted to oft travels and we are gladly continuing the tradition with a “small” difference compared to before – now we are leaving together and coming back together. And Zalando has our back when it comes to our bags and suitcases.

So let yourself be immersed in the whole travelling experience in the right way, with a right bag at your side. And who knows, your love story might become a love story on wheels, whether you’re travelling together or you are just yet to meet one another.  

Sunday, 25 June 2017

Cinque Terre

Even though the place has become very popular and commercial, believe me when I say, it is for a good reason. On our last trip to Italy we went to beautiful Liguria, swam and sunbathed on the beaches of Lerici and went to a new place in the evening every day. One of those places was Cinque Terre. For those of you who haven`t heard about this place Cinque Terre in Italian means five lands and marks five villages on the coast of Liguria (northern coast of Italy). The villages span high from the coastline into the hills and that is what makes them so incredibly fascinating.
Riomaggiore 

If you`ve been thinking or planning to visit this beautiful place, my tip is to visit the villages Manarola and Riomaggiore which are really something special, while the remaining three (Corniglia, Vernazza and Monterosso Al Mare) are also nice but in my opinion not worth the while.  All of the photos you see on the internet regarding this place are the photos of Manarola or Riomaggiore.

Riomaggiore

The good thing about these two villages (which I highly recommend for you to visit) is that they are easily accessible from La Spezia, which is the biggest city in that region. From La Spezia, you can easily take the ferry or the train to go to the places and the road is fairly good if you wish to travel with a car. The road to the remaining three villages that I mentioned at the beginning is quite curvy, narrow and pretty dangerous. Not to mention long. 


All of this does not taint this wonderful place that should be, if it already isn`t, on your travel bucket list. I cannot quite describe the feeling you get once you arrive there with words, especially in the words of the language that is not your native language. However I hope the photos will speak not one, but a thousand words and transfer to you at least a bit of the emotions and impressions we felt and experienced. And I hope they will make you want to come to this place, because if you do, you will definitely not regret it. 

 Manarola

  Manarola

Manarola

Thursday, 29 September 2016

Post cards from Mostar

There is a city in the south of Bosnia & Herzegovina called Mostar. Many folk songs sing about it. Many stories tell about it. The latest one is a bit sad one but mostly an inspirational one. See, there is a famous Old Bridge in Mostar. It was built between 1557. and 1566.  by the Ottoman builder called Mimar Hajrudin. During the latest war in BiH it was completely torn down in 1993. by some very bad and very stupid people. (that`s what I think of any wars - stupid people fighting for other people`s interests). Anyway, back to the story - because it was so famous and beautiful, the stones from the old Old Bridge were taken from the river Neretva and with them, the new Old Bridge was reconstructed - based on the design of the original bridge and using most of the stones from the original one.
If you ever come to Bosnia and Herzegovina, you have to come to Mostar and walk across this lovely bridge made of pride, hope, defiance and most importantly love. 










Thursday, 8 September 2016

71k

71000 is a postcode of a certain city located at the crossroads between the East and the West, at the crossroads of religions, nations and cultures. The name of the city is Sarajevo.

Sarajevo. My home town. A place you can love and a place you can hate, usually at the same time, but a place that will definitely not leave you indifferent. There is an old saying here that who ever once drinks water from Bascarsija (an old part of Sarajevo), will always come back to it. And usually the saying comes true.

I know veryone of us loves the places we were born in, but Sarajevo... Sarajevo's a special kind of love. The kind of love you can only experience by walking through its streets, by listening to the church bells and prayer calls from the mosques, by inhaling the smells of it's delicious cuisine and by drinking that mysterious water from Bascarsija. I dare you to come here and walk that walk, taste that food and drink that water from Bascarsija. I dare you to leave a piece of your heart here and always come back to it.