My Greece adventure (2018)

I believe that traveling has always been both a passion and a desire within my heart. It probably surfaced when I went on a family trip back in 2014. I was blessed enough to be able to see three astonishing, incredible and marvelous capitals of Europe: Budapest, Vienna and Prague. It is quite indescribable, the feeling of walking those streets, which have centuries of history and beauty. For the first time, I genuinely saw the importance of traveling, and, most of all, the privilege of learning the vast culture and background of these countries. I couldn’t thank my parents enough for working so hard to give me and my brother a chance to see a part of Europe that not everyone has the means to explore.

For the next few years, because my teenage self wanted bit of independence, I decided to stay home while my parents went on trips. It was a decision that, though kept me from seeing more of this beautiful continent, I do not regret. My theory in life is that you should NEVER regret anything. It’s not that I was ungrateful, because I really was, but I wanted so desperately to have a bit of independence.

But moving on from that, at the beginning of this year, as I sat one night buried deep into my world of thoughts (a ritual formed throughout the last couple of years), I pulled out my notebook I got as a gift the previous year. For a couple of minutes I looked at it, the inscription printed on it shining from the moonlight. It said “enjoy the little things”. It was a concept, which I admit with shame, that I sometimes take for granted to this day. I decided right then and there to write some goals I wanted to achieve this year. And one of them was traveling.

My parents really wanted to see Greece again, and they frequently asked my brother and I to join them on this particular trip. Now, one thing you need to know about me is that I am not a seaside kind of girl. I never enjoyed going to the beach as much as sightseeing/ exploring new places. Still, I decided to go because I didn’t want to pass another opportunity that some may not have, and also because I wanted to spend some quality time with my family. My dad knew how much I loved visiting places, so when he booked this trip, he made sure we would get to see to explore some bits of this beautiful country as well.

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First stop was in the enchanting island, Lefkada, which is situated quite close to the continent, and has Italian influences. This was my third time in Greece, and I have to say that no matter how many times I go, I am always captivated by the culture, the kindness of the people, and the sights. We got to visit the capital of the island, Lefkas, which had probably one of the the most beautiful Greek architecture I have ever seen. The streets screamed authenticity, beauty, culture and history. I had to stop for a moment, take in everything I was blessed enough to see. Dad and I probably took pictures of every little thing/detail we saw. That’s how fascinated we were. No matter how many times we visit Greece, it never fails to captivate our minds and souls.

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If I was enchanted by the first stop, the second one was far more superior in my eyes. It is the kind of sight not a lot of people  have the chance to see every day. It is a holy place, which, in my mom’s own words, is undoubtedly ethereal. Maybe that’s why it took me a month to write this, because no matter how hard I try, I cannot do Meteora justice with my words. We got to visit 5 incredible churches while we were there as well, and see where monks used to live. I cannot express enough the peace I felt while I was watching this view, this gift from nature, trying to memorize every inch and every detail.  I really hope that these pictures will suffice my lack of words, because I find myself speechless even in writing. Lefkada and Meteora will forever have a piece of my heart.

Until the next adventure X oiu

Exploring Transylvania: Sibiu

There was always something about travelling that intrigued me. Every time I would go to a new place, especially somewhere with so much history I would imagine people from different times walking on the streets that now I am walking on. It is a feeling that I can’t quite explain. If I said nostalgia it wouldn’t really cover the whole picture.

I have been blessed enough to be born in the magical land of Transylvania, which I suppose many of you have heard of. I like to call it the heart of Romania and, of course, my home. It is a place of wonder, where you can find everything from hills to forests to mountains to rivers to breathtaking views. To be honest, when I was little I never really appreciated that I was born here. For me it was just a simple country with ordinary lands. As I got older I got to explore more and more of this incredible part of my country and I fell in love. Everywhere I go is like a portal which is hiding numerous stories, myths and legends. You could even say that Transylvania is our own real life version of a fairy tale. I know that some of you may not agree with me but trust me when I say this, only when you visit this place you’ll fully understand.

Last Friday I went on a short trip with my best friend and a couple of our old classmates from high school. We visited, or should I say revisited one of the most beautiful cities Transylvania has to offer, which is Sibiu. On our way we first stopped at some ruins of a castle which even now gives you a taste of the past. I couldn’t help but imagine how people used to live at that time. This is something I do every time I visit a place like this. I put myself into the shoes of people who lived in that ancient place and create a short story in my mind of how it might have been if I was alive then. It’s a nostalgic and euphoric feeling.

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When we finally arrived in Sibiu, oh boy, I cannot tell you how happy I was. Even with the gloomy weather, inside I was like a kid in a candy shop. It’s probably been my 4th time visiting Sibiu and every time I go it seems like the city gets even more beautiful than it already was. Unfortunately, because of the semi bad weather I didn’t get a chance to take as many pictures of this incredible city as I wanted but I guess there’s always next time :D. We had about 5 hours to explore while praying to God that rain won’t ruin our trip completely. While I was walking on the paved streets, surrounded by old and beautiful buildings, I felt like I was in another century. In spite of having my phone and camera with me at all times, the way which this city made me feel erased traces of the technology for a few minutes. I was no longer living in 21th century, but somewhere far in the past which only my own mind could comprehend.

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Because of these enchanting places I am proud to call Transylvania my home. A land where my roots originate from, a land which can be perceived as a portal to a different time. Let me tell you, the stories you hear about Transylvania are just a small glance. The truth is unveiled when you actually see what it truly has to offer.

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