Travel is rebellion in its purest form
It’s the quiet refusal to stay where you’re told and the bold pursuit of the unknown. Every journey is a protest against comfort zones and a declaration of freedom
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A Silent Village in the Mountains La Mussara is one of the most mysterious places in Tarragona, Catalonia. Hidden in the Prades Mountains, this...
Velenje is a small town in northern Slovenia, surrounded by forests, hills and lakes. When I arrived to spend a Day in Velenje, the town felt calm and...
La Pedrera, also known as Casa Milà, stands on one of Barcelona’s busiest streets. From the outside, it already feels different. The stone façade...
Montjuïc Castle sits on top of Montjuïc hill, watching Barcelona from above.When you arrive, the city noise slowly disappears. The air feels fresher...
Arrival in a White World When I woke up that morning in Belgrade, the city was covered in 30 centimeters of snow. Cars were hidden under white...
A New Chapter in My Barcelona Journey After exploring the Gothic Quarter, the beaches, and the colorful streets of Gràcia in my previous articles...
Arriving to Tibidabo – The Mountain That Watches Over Barcelona During my years living in Barcelona, Tibidabo quickly became one of my favorite...
During my years living in Barcelona, Port Fòrum became one of my favorite places to escape the city noise. Not as crowded as the main beaches, not as...
Entering a Peaceful Corner of Barcelona This time my curiosity led me to Cementiri del Poblenou, one of Barcelona’s oldest cemeteries and a real...