“I urge you to please notice when you are happy.”
— Kurt Vonnegut (via laviesepoursuit)

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An unexpected adventure… A new friend was invited to attend a wedding in a mountain town, and I came along. This is Anogia. An unexpected adventure… A new friend was invited to attend a wedding in a mountain town, and I came along. This is Anogia. An unexpected adventure… A new friend was invited to attend a wedding in a mountain town, and I came along. This is Anogia. An unexpected adventure… A new friend was invited to attend a wedding in a mountain town, and I came along. This is Anogia. An unexpected adventure… A new friend was invited to attend a wedding in a mountain town, and I came along. This is Anogia. An unexpected adventure… A new friend was invited to attend a wedding in a mountain town, and I came along. This is Anogia. An unexpected adventure… A new friend was invited to attend a wedding in a mountain town, and I came along. This is Anogia. An unexpected adventure… A new friend was invited to attend a wedding in a mountain town, and I came along. This is Anogia. An unexpected adventure… A new friend was invited to attend a wedding in a mountain town, and I came along. This is Anogia.

An unexpected adventure… A new friend was invited to attend a wedding in a mountain town, and I came along. This is Anogia.

Epic road trip to Balos beach on the north west tip of Crete. Epic road trip to Balos beach on the north west tip of Crete. Epic road trip to Balos beach on the north west tip of Crete. Epic road trip to Balos beach on the north west tip of Crete. Epic road trip to Balos beach on the north west tip of Crete. Epic road trip to Balos beach on the north west tip of Crete. Epic road trip to Balos beach on the north west tip of Crete. Epic road trip to Balos beach on the north west tip of Crete. Epic road trip to Balos beach on the north west tip of Crete. Epic road trip to Balos beach on the north west tip of Crete.
“Would you like an adventure now, or shall we have our tea first?”
Peter Pan, J. M. Barrie  (via thatkindofwoman)

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Thought I would start with some photos from this trip. I flew from Stockholm to Crete on the 19th of August, and began with a few nights in the town of Rethymno on the north coast of the island. These are from an evening wandering the old town; narrow streets and coloured buildings leaning in to whisper juxtaposed with the tourist shops and gelato stores. Thought I would start with some photos from this trip. I flew from Stockholm to Crete on the 19th of August, and began with a few nights in the town of Rethymno on the north coast of the island. These are from an evening wandering the old town; narrow streets and coloured buildings leaning in to whisper juxtaposed with the tourist shops and gelato stores. Thought I would start with some photos from this trip. I flew from Stockholm to Crete on the 19th of August, and began with a few nights in the town of Rethymno on the north coast of the island. These are from an evening wandering the old town; narrow streets and coloured buildings leaning in to whisper juxtaposed with the tourist shops and gelato stores. Thought I would start with some photos from this trip. I flew from Stockholm to Crete on the 19th of August, and began with a few nights in the town of Rethymno on the north coast of the island. These are from an evening wandering the old town; narrow streets and coloured buildings leaning in to whisper juxtaposed with the tourist shops and gelato stores. Thought I would start with some photos from this trip. I flew from Stockholm to Crete on the 19th of August, and began with a few nights in the town of Rethymno on the north coast of the island. These are from an evening wandering the old town; narrow streets and coloured buildings leaning in to whisper juxtaposed with the tourist shops and gelato stores. Thought I would start with some photos from this trip. I flew from Stockholm to Crete on the 19th of August, and began with a few nights in the town of Rethymno on the north coast of the island. These are from an evening wandering the old town; narrow streets and coloured buildings leaning in to whisper juxtaposed with the tourist shops and gelato stores. Thought I would start with some photos from this trip. I flew from Stockholm to Crete on the 19th of August, and began with a few nights in the town of Rethymno on the north coast of the island. These are from an evening wandering the old town; narrow streets and coloured buildings leaning in to whisper juxtaposed with the tourist shops and gelato stores. Thought I would start with some photos from this trip. I flew from Stockholm to Crete on the 19th of August, and began with a few nights in the town of Rethymno on the north coast of the island. These are from an evening wandering the old town; narrow streets and coloured buildings leaning in to whisper juxtaposed with the tourist shops and gelato stores. Thought I would start with some photos from this trip. I flew from Stockholm to Crete on the 19th of August, and began with a few nights in the town of Rethymno on the north coast of the island. These are from an evening wandering the old town; narrow streets and coloured buildings leaning in to whisper juxtaposed with the tourist shops and gelato stores. Thought I would start with some photos from this trip. I flew from Stockholm to Crete on the 19th of August, and began with a few nights in the town of Rethymno on the north coast of the island. These are from an evening wandering the old town; narrow streets and coloured buildings leaning in to whisper juxtaposed with the tourist shops and gelato stores.

Thought I would start with some photos from this trip. I flew from Stockholm to Crete on the 19th of August, and began with a few nights in the town of Rethymno on the north coast of the island. These are from an evening wandering the old town; narrow streets and coloured buildings leaning in to whisper juxtaposed with the tourist shops and gelato stores.

eighties excess #barelythirtyyearsold #springchicken (at Palatul Parlamentului)

goodbye bulgaria (at Tsarevets / Царевец)

“Find meaning. Distinguish melancholy from sadness. Go out for a walk. It doesn’t have to be a romantic walk in the park, spring at its most spectacular moment, flowers and smells and outstanding poetical imagery smoothly transferring you into another world. It doesn’t have to be a walk during which you’ll have multiple life epiphanies and discover meanings no other brain ever managed to encounter. Do not be afraid of spending quality time by yourself. Find meaning or don’t find meaning but “steal” some time and give it freely and exclusively to your own self. Opt for privacy and solitude. That doesn’t make you antisocial or cause you to reject the rest of the world. But you need to breathe. And you need to be.”
— Albert Camus, Notebooks, 1951-1959   (via thatkindofwoman)

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“She also considered very seriously what she would look like in a little cottage in the middle of the forest, dressed in a melancholy gray and holding communion only with the birds and trees; a life of retirement away from the vain world; a life into which no man came.”
— A.A. Milne   (via thatkindofwoman)

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🙌 (at Veliko Tarnovo, Bulgaria)