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Another month gone, another country crossed off the list! I promised myself that by the time I move to Belgium in September I will visit the UK, a little bit of every part of it. However, I still have to do Wales and being so strapped for time I think I might squeeeze it in for August. I am in Dublin, lovely city, waiting on my flight back to my English home, Oxford, this becomes a habit, to write from airports, watching the sunset turn into darkness and the  filling the city skyline with lights that remind me of the life that flows through all these beautiful capitals, of the people I met and the kindness I encountered! Dublin has taken my breath away and after Edinburgh, it is a city in which I want to live in, don't know when, don't know how, but I definitely want to give it a go. I was talking to my Irish friend, that convinced me to visit, that we would love to retire here, live in a coastal house, next to the beach, have two dogs and a cat, and all sorts of silly dre...

This morning started at 6 AM with and early shower and then hindi class. All was well and breakfast was really entertaining as I got to have some giggles with some of my newly made friends, I will miss these little group encounters when I will leave but that's life, it never stops, we have to keep on going and just enjoy everything while it lasts. After breakfast we all got into coaches and went to the British Council again for a session regarding their mission in India and a meeting with Sam Miller. From the latter I collected a couple of quotes that I will share with you "I write why I try to understand why I think what I think" and "I am for better or for worse, distinctive"( about his life in India). The seminar was followed by a lovely al fresco lunch which gave us a good boost for the next leg of the race, the trip to the India Gate, which is an impressive construction meant to represent it's independence. The next part of the journey was a...

Another month has passed and I finally convinced myself to write another post after reading the blog of a very cute and intersting guy I met during my trip to Croatia. Yes, the time I spent there was amazing and I am getting a taste for travelling alone, but this is not the most important thing that happened to me in the last 30 days. First things first, I went to Split and found Croatia to be an amazing country, where I had the luck to find amazing people. Although I was a little worried about how my holiday will go since I was on my own, I do not regret one moment. Split was big enough not to get bored, but small enough to keep the village feel. It had an amazing reservation park, that I went hiking in and ended up on the other side of the peninsula, where I stayed for an entire day, reading and enjoying the sun on the rocky beach. When I came back, I went to Thorpe park with friends from work and it was the best experience ever! I think I am going to go to America just to g...

I know it has been a long time since I last posted, aproximately 9 and a half months to be more precise. After I moved to the UK and started university it seems that I got so caught up in the web of my new life that my writing has been trapped in it as well. So many interesting and exciting things have happened, so many lovely people have come into my life and, still, I have not written about them. This post is also due to a new but very good friend of mine with which I was talking last night. It is funny how people can make you remember things you have forgot about even if you enjoyed them so much. I think I will fast forward through the past months and try to highlight some of the most interesting and important things that have happened in my life. It begins with: OCTOBER- Soon after I stopped writing I found myself with a work permit, on my dad's birthday, 10th October, and 4 days after I was happily employed at the Bear, a very nice inn just outside Oxford, where I have ...

I keep hearing in the back of my mind "You are not a bad person for leaving", but my heart feels a bit different. The past weeks I have been saying my goodbyes and seeing people I will miss when I leave, I realized that the good and the bad times make equally good memories and that is the memories that I am taking with me. I can't say I am not nervous because I am, but I don't think it is because of what I will be doing in England, it is more about what I am leaving behind in Romania. I do know that time will pass and I won't miss everything as much because I will make new memories in my home with new people but also with the old friends I have there. I think I will be writing more when I get there since there will be more to tell than mushy stories about how hard it is to say goodbye for good. All the other times I left for the UK I knew I was coming back, but now, the one way plane ticket is slowly making reality sink in, I will only come back during short ...

Summer  is a lovely time of year,  you have the long days and with a little luck longer, warmer days and sunshine. Why wouldn't one love summer then!? I was contemplating how much I enjoy this season and how busy the days seem to be, of course the British summer isn't as sunny but there are days when it's warm enough and it doesn't rain. Therefore, here are my 10 reasons for loving summer: 1. The feeling of freedom it gives. I know will fade with time because school will end and when you work you don't have 3 months of summer vacation but for now it feels so good to know you have such a lengthy amount of time off every year. 2. The repeating cycle of big changes preceeded by it, every 4 years I start a new chapter in my book, passing from one school to another, from one city to a new one, so I anxiously wait for these rare and random summers. 3. The wonderful hot weather perfect for all those trips and relaxing walks, though it isn't true for all the ...

Today I had a very long and tiring day, it was one of those summer days when you have so many things to do you stop at the end of the day and marvel at how much you achieved. These are the days I treasure the most and the ones that stop me for a moment or two and make me think. When I start my list at the beginning of the day and write all the tasks I want to complete, I try to make a schedule and stick to it so I manage my time efficiently. Although I don't count breaks or unexpected last minute changes, I mainly stick to the time frames and even try to do more than one things at a time. Even after all the hussle and bustle of the day, the world kept reminding me of how beautiful it is and even made me stop in my tracks to admire it. I managed to catch some shots I found interesting and also some of my lovely baby boy, Max, that just turned 10 months. He is my german shepherd that I will sadly leave at home and which I love greatly. I walk him everyday and taught him some tricks...

Today's post is a sequel of the previous 10 things I love... post and since I was in England for quite some time during the past 2 years since I turned 18 I can make a shortlist of things that I love about it just like in the case of Romania. Even if I travelled on my own when I came to the UK I always found my friends there and even made some unexpected new ones, like the French guy that took me out for a coffee 2 weeks ago just because we were waiting for the rain to stop in the same place.  Here it goes, 10 of the reasons why I love the UK: 1. The people, who, contrary to the popular belief, are very "warm", they will always give you a smile and a "You alright?", which always make my day better. They manage to make me smile for no apparent reason just by smiling themselves. I first realized this when I was walking through a park and a nice old couple started chatting to me and I realised how nice it is to have such an unexpected intervention...

This post might be a little quirky but I am writing this blog more like a personal diary to see how I develop as a person and it is as well a personal project. Regardless of people viewing or reading it I will keep going and hope it will develop into an interesting page that others would like to browse. Without further ado, here are 10 of the many reasons why I love Romania: 1. This is my birthplace, that special somewhere where you feel at "home". Although, I will get accustomed and grow to love my new home I know that Romania will always have a special place in my mind and that my heart will skip a beat every time I will return here. It is such a beautiful place with amazing landscapes and traditions, cultural attractions and booming nightlife and so much more. (I will probably make a future post with my favourite places to party, visit, eat and relax in my home country if I'll feel homesick). 2.  This is the place where I received a comprehensive education...