What could be better than watching a baseball match in New York City for the first time in your life? Watching a Yankees game with a 20-year-old Zenit and a pack of B&W film, of course! Great game, fantastic atmosphere and unforgettable experience! Go Yankees!
I’m back! 🙂 That was a tough week, but I loved it. Got so many surprises for you! But, first of all, how have you been?
So, you probably know that I love to travel and this summer I happened to visit Vyborg, a city in Russia that used to belong to Finland. It has a very rich, interesting history; and the city itself is amazing.
“The Hanseatic city lies in the boundary zone between the East Slavic/Russian and Finnish/Scandinavian worlds and has changed hands several times in history, most recently in 1944 when it was retaken by the Soviet Union from Finland during World War II.”
Centuries ago Vyborg was used as a fort. Vyborg Castle, medieval fortress that was built in 13th century, is still in the city and remains Russia’s only fully-preserved monument of Western European medieval military architecture. Vyborg is a really beautiful city. Because it used to belong to Finland, Vyborg looks exactly like any Finn city: old, colorful houses, narrow, cozy streets, little cafes where you can warm up in a cold, rainy day, sipping hot coffee with a blueberry bagel. I spent only one day in Vyborg with my nephew Kate, but that day was really one of its kind, an unforgettable experience.
As always, it all started on the road…
Look how beautiful this is. Cones. A piece of art.
That’s a 13th century Vyborg’s Castle. About it and many other things I will tell you in the next post.
I was walking down the road, mesmerized by the magnificent sky above me. Suddenly I heard strange, familiar noise. I looked around and saw them…
Water turned B&W. The people became strokes of black on the white canvas. What a monochrome morning.
Have you ever been to a place that always makes you happy? Instantly. For no reason. Well, Odessa makes me happy whenever I visit it. But I don’t quite understand why I love Odeesa so much. The sea? Yeah. Beautiful architecture. Sure. The people? Certainly yes. But maybe all these things combined together create such a unique, attractive, cozy atmosphere that just doesn’t let you go once you’ve been there. THERE… Odessa. I will never let you go. Maybe it’s in my blood, you know, ’cause my mom used to go to college in Odessa. There’s just something inexplicable, something magical about that city. I don’t know what it is. And, frankly, I don’t wanna know. I love Odessa the way it is and I wouldn’t change a thing. Not a tiny little thing. ❤
A beautiful morning in a lonely cafe. Feel kinda empty and mateless.
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