Going home for summer is something I’m waiting eagerly during the whole year. Home for me has two parts, one is the place I was born and spent the first 25 years of my life, and the other is my the place of birth of my grandmother, the small village on an island on the coast, where my roots have grown deeper than I expected them to grow. Read More
For some time now I’ve been trying to completely reduce meat from my nutrition. I won’t say I have become a full vegetarian because I love fish and I will also not say no to a piece of meat in a good restaurant from time to time. But I’ve never been a great meat eater and the fact my mother is a pescetarian (no meat but eats fish) accustomed me to eat more than satisfying vegetable based lunches since childhood. Read More
This year summer started late and ended ever faster. There was no sun in Paris until mid-July and even thought I arrived at the Croatian coast at the same time as I do every year, this time I had to leave earlier.Read More
Today I will not write about Paris. We will forget all about that beautiful and sometimes tiring city and move to another tiny part of the world, to a place that is more home to me than my own home town. We will move to a small island, in an even smaller village.