Haus des Meeres is another zoo in Vienna, this time one that focuses on aquatic life. Just like with the other zoo it took me a couple of years until I finally visited it, because it always seemed to be way too expensive. I came to it, when I didn’t have any other ideas for my boyfriend’s birthday last year. It is located inside an old World War II flac tower and has, apart from sea creatures, some lizards, snakes, bugs, crocodiles and a lot of loud human children running around…
So a year and a half ago I wrote a post titled Znojmo (Part 1 – Above) which seems like a weird title for a post on its own. Or maybe a really hipster one. Like I meant to do it like this.
But the reason is, of course, procrastinating writing the second part. I wanted a separate post for the sweet little Czech town above ground and the catacombs lying hidden underneath and it took me too long to get to the second part and now it’s weird and we don’t like talking about it.
Lets just pretend I did it for the suspense. So here is the long awaited continuation. Continue reading “Znojmo (Part 2 – Below)”
Despite living in Vienna for a while now, I only recently visited the zoo in the Schönbrunn Palace, which is apparently the oldest zoo in the world. It always seemed to me that it is way too expensive and even though it is really nice, it’s not a place I am likely to visit again any time soon. The only other zoo I’ve ever been to is the one in Sofia which is a lot cheaper and bigger, but with much, much sadder looking animals. The Schönbrunn zoo is still pretty big and contains a lot of animals, including some very beloved pandas. It also has some very creative ways of presenting the animals, like a rain forest house containing a dark passage with some free flying bats, that I was too scared to go through, or a passage underneath the aquarium, where you can admire the fish’s bellies.
It’s early August and me and my boyfriend have travelled to Belgrade for a friend’s wedding. We took the bus from Vienna on Friday evening, after working all day and we arrive early in the morning on Saturday. It is extremely hot in Belgrade, at least 38°C. The forecast is predicting 42 degrees, a temperature I haven’t experienced since I stopped living in Bulgaria. I am nervous because I am not one for heat and I don’t want to collapse in the middle of everything. Continue reading “A hot walk in Belgrade”
I was about 16 or 17 when I picked up the first Dark Tower book. I was already a fan of Stephen King Now I’ve read all the books and it’s been a couple of years since the last, so there are a lot of thing I have forgotten about the series. Despite that it is still very special to me.
So of course I was excited about the film and I went to see it, despite the negative reviews. Continue reading “The Dark Tower”
So hey, did you know that Prague has an Eiffel tower…of sorts. I’ve wanted to go ever since I found out about it, but it took me a couple of visits to Prague to finally get to it. I got the chance this May when I travelled with friends which haven’t been to the city before. So when they wanted to go to the castle, my boyfriend and I decided we have already seen it a couple of times and we took the chance for a detour.
You can get to the tower (it is in a huge park on a hill) with a funicular which you can use with a normal city ticket. Or you can walk if you’re into that sort of thing…
You can get to the top of the tower with an elevator. Or you can take the stairs, if you’re into that sort of thing…
But I am not into that sort of thing. Stairs are my biggest enemy and winding stairs are their most horrible cousin.
I took the elevator up is what I’m saying.
I’m a wheel stuck in a rut. Every day going through the same motions. Every day going the same path.
I love it.
It’s my rut.
I know it so well. I know what to expect. And even when something unexpected happens, it’s still in the acceptable range. It’s still something I can let go of after a glass of wine in the evening.
But then something pushes me. I start to shake. I start to lose control. And before I know it I am gone from my rut. My rut is nowhere to be seen. I am in a great big field full of the unknown.
I don’t know where I am. I don’t know where I’m going. Where did I come from? And did it even make sense to come this far? I start to question everything. I panic. I can’t go back to my rut. The only thing I can think of is making a new one. Start going in circles again.
Is this the best way?
What else can I do.
I need structure. Otherwise I don’t know what to do with myself.
Except write about it.
With the winter slowly retiring, it’s time to leave the apartment again. But it was still cold on the day I visited this impressive castle right outside Vienna. It’s a short S-Bahn trip away from the city, but then you still have some distance to cover on foot from there (around 3 km I think). Continue reading “Burg Kreuzenstein”
I spent this New Year’s Eve in Sofia, my home town. My boyfriend and I went to a friend of a friend’s apartment on the 20th floor of a typical socialist looking building. The view was amazing – we saw half the city. We weren’t facing the centre, so at midnight when everything exploded with fireworks, it wasn’t an official show or anything like that. It was just a lot of people, who bought a lot of fireworks, celebrating the beginning of the new year.
And yet, New Year’s always makes me sad. It’s hope and desperation all at once. It’s a moment when the passage of time is celebrated, because it brings us away from the bad things that happened in the past and forward, towards a hypothetically better future. And maybe it will be better for some of us. Maybe it will be worse.But I can’t think about the passage of time without feeling powerless and … temporary…
So hey, happy new year to everybody!
A big part of the reason why I wanted to go to Slovenia was Bled. I had wanted to go to this place ever since I found out it exists. It’s a city which is an hour – hour and a half away from Ljubljana.