The Ribeira is one of the most symbolic places of the city of Porto, in Portugal. Is more and more a cosmopolitan city, full of light and life. It’s hard not to be a tourist in your own country, every day with the rising and the setting of the sun the city takes on a different … More The windows of Ribeira!
– Oh, the great city! -Stan shouted and the pigeons flew with incredible speed. We got up early, to enjoy every second of our day, and the initial idea was to explore all the streets of Berlin, Germany. The streets were long and on every corner, we found monuments, squares, cathedrals and universities, they were … More Berlin, the City!
Mornings were my favourite part of the day. However, the hope of seeing the snow-covered city of Poznan was very low. The architecture of the city was something that fascinated me since I arrived in Poland, could lose myself every five minutes as I contemplated each facade of the houses. Advertisements
While I was devoting myself to my thoughts, I found a street in Genoa that caught my eye. On entering, I caught, in the air an unmistakable smell of vegetables and fresh fruit. I was truly amazed. Do I like the smell of vegetables? What freshness would it be? I thought about it for a … More Streets of Genoa
A cold December wind blew, and the families went out to stroll through the Portuense streets. The Christmas lights were scattered everywhere, the children’s voices of happiness were everywhere through the narrow streets of Porto, and the scent of roasted chestnut brought to mind stories of childhood that remained to be told to the little … More Porto at winter time!
“Manchester,” Dariya said in a cheerful voice. I imagined during the trip from London to Manchester what the city would be like. “There,” Dariya said suddenly, pointing to the city, “we are already at Piccadilly Station. It was not the closest station to the Christmas market, however, it would only take 18 minutes on foot. … More Manchester – Christmas Market
I ran my fingers over the books, feeling each story inside the coloured covers. I could imagine them writing every preface just as I’m writing mine, scratching line after line when words did not come out as I wish they would. For a few moments, my body became immobilised and I simply focused on what … More Books
Today I will remember you like this, with a black and white photograph, more precisely black on white. As I was carried away, I began to dream, what would have been the session of the French Joseph Nicéphore Niépce in taking the first permanent photograph of the world, in 1826, in black and white. Advertisements
My observation was between the dark blue sky and the stars. I was fascinated to observe them. It had been weeks and weeks since that night, but the starry sky did not leave my head. From one moment to the next, several thoughts filled my head: -What would it be like to observe the stars … More Stars!
The course today was around the city. I do not know how long I sat there, not moving, watching the people passing by on the street. It may have been several hours. It was a temperature of twenty-eight, and the sky was with a perfect cloudless blue to not disturb the magnificent landscape. Advertisements