An Enthusiastic Traveller

A short intro why I need to write at this moment about my first experience in Belgium. Last night I had a nightmare. I was in a train/subway and after we left the station, it stopped suddenly. Then the train driver announced: "Don't panic!". In that moment I knew the train was hijacked. My panic mode installed, I couldn't move at all. I remember at some point the doors opened and some people got out, but I was blocked and afraid if I go out I will be shot. And then my bed broke and I woke up :)). This dream made me think a lot. And then I figured it out. In one week I will travel to Brussels. It will be the first time I travel there after the attacks. I realized what a huge impact those unhappy events had on me. But why? That's the question. First I thought it's related with the fact that's the route to my office. But then I dug up more and... I remembered Cristina's remark from last night: "It will be so nice to go alone in a foreign city and di...

Here I am, in a train, going back to Bucharest. This weekend I came home for my cousin's wedding. It's like I've entered in a different world. I can't stop watching people around and observing how we worry about everything.  We give too many fucks as Mark Manson said in one of his posts. My train has a delay of 15 minutes and I saw people getting angry. Why wasting so much energy on this? There's nothing we can do about it. We should stop worrying about things that are beyond us. Ok, what if we get with 15 minutes earlier to our destination? Then we will start running for another one, and so on.. We will never stop running. It should be all about the journey. 15 minutes plus to reflect on yourself. Andra gave me before going to Amsterdam a mindful traveller guide and there was something in there worth mentioning: the now moment takes only few seconds till becomes past. We should stop running and enjoy the present. I'm happy I achieved this, to enjoy the ride...

It's September. Summer ended. The following months I will be traveling a lot: Brussels, London, Berlin, Madrid, Barcelona. Till then a little post about my trip to Paris from last year. One year ago in this time I was writing my bachelor thesis. It was a stressful period. But I managed to finish it in time and celebrate the success with a weekend in Paris. I met with Florin there, my traveling companion. I was the first arriving. I remember the weather wasn't so great. It was cloudy. At some point it also started to rain. My journey started with Arc de Triomphe, a long walk on Avenue des Champs-Élysées, Place de la Concorde. I rested on a bench in Jardin des Tuileries, watching the ducks. Then I went to admire the pyramid outside the Musée du Louvre. Next stop: Sacré-Cœur. In this neighborhood I got lost. I didn't have wifi reception and my offline map wasn't working. I remember I was looking for a specific subway station with direct connection to the ...