Hungarian capital appeared to be a pain in my ass. But a very beautiful one. Don’t let me be misunderstood: I just was cycling too much 🙂 The road reminded me on Ukrainian so much: sometimes cycling ways were suddenly ending up with quite big border stones, or the paths in the parks were like at the picture right down… Anyways, I like it a lot!
So, from Warsaw I moved on direction Barcelona. Those who know me since a long time, know how I “love” FC “Barcelona”: I was never making it secret. Last year made me softer, because football wars became pretty irrelevant after the real war in my home region. It didn’t make me like “Barcelona” though, but at least I had a feeling that I would definitely like the city.
Hey, pipol’! Just came back from a small trip full of sun, fun with my great friends, and of course, delicious food, so now I feel real need to share some short impressions about all three cities I’ve been to 🙂 Let’s start in Warsaw. My first time there was in 2012, and I almost believed that the city falls asleep every midnight after Pilsudsky’s monument waves its mustache. Empty streets (I didn’t know that people are THAT bound to their families during New Year days), almost everything closed, all grey… You see, I really needed to come back and