Hometown glory

I assume it doesn't really matter where we live and who are we, but we are just tend to look much further then we are in. One windy, excuse me, stormy (35m/s!!!) sunday evening it occured that I showed up in our local museum. Which was kinda cool. It was a Christmas Market there, so I had a joy of free entrance. Hehe. 

I guess I should call it MY HOME

Some people says that home is where your cat is, but no, in this case it's not the same. In these few months I get more than I probably get in past 18 years in my home country.In my opinion it's a priceless experience and it's a huge step forward. I can see, that my dreams and my conceptual life plan is comming true. Little by little (:

Mind is like parachute. Only works when it's open.

Usually I wouldn't make a picture of that or something similar. But I couldn't resist this time. It's the middle of AUTUMN, man! I can almost feel Christmas everywhere. It's driving me crazy, because it's too comercial. 

Christmas songs, Christmas decorations. Is there any way to run away from that!? While Christmas is occupying cities, shops and minds the rest of summer is chilling in our backyard. I'm confused. 

As far as I can feel summer, I would like to share some swedish artist's song cover made by dannish musician. Somehow  summer'ish. But also sweet and warm. Heh, almost like CINAMON! 

Tiny Journeys: Visiting Århus.

In the month called October I had an invitation from a friend (please correct me if I am wrong). Although not everything was as it supposed to be I had a nice time there. I loooove danish architecture. Fuck, it makes me feel like I am living. So, back to the topic. We visited Aros museum. Before going there I had  good expectations and few recomendations and yeah, it was pretty much as I though. Maybe even better. In my opinion it's quite possible to spend there whole day. Coz when you start to get bored you can go and drink some coffee and then continue again. This is a little piece of everything that  my just totally awesome camera was able to capture. Enjoy. 

By the way, when I was going back home, I accidentaly found a small map of Denmark in my purse. Suddenly one idea hit into my mind. I'll start to mark places I'll visit during this year. Just for curiousity.

Tiny Journeys: Ribe.

October the 13th I had a first small tourist-type journey into the old teeny tiny town called Ribe. It was a nice little bit cold, but sunny autumn day. This town has narrow streets with lot of crooked houses, which looked really beautiful by the way. We went to a magical place where they make incredible ice cream, too bad I didn't make photos of these. So probably that means that I'll have to come back there someday (:

Run Run Run.

Updated and ready to all stuff that I live in and I'm into.