07/07/08, Breclav, Chech Republic

The time I feel like writing "came" to me again. Once more my life has changed and everything seems to be different now. Me, also.
Remember my trip to Bamberg, Germany in March, 2008. Enormous train station with modern shopping centre. Now I'm alone, too, waiting for train to Bratislava. Scene doesn't look like this I saw few month ago. Sitting in the small green park read Turkish Nobelist Orhan Pamuk, "Snow". That's how I'm preparing for spending few weeks in the country I've never been before. Didn't want to go there as a typical tourist - 2 weeks in the hotel, going from the swimming pool to the the beach and back.
Would like to share with my experience to everybody and think about writing, writing, writing. you never know when. May ask what contributed to this only. Rain.

Don't know what will be there. Something new I've never experienced before. New, undiscovered yet by me world, memorably spent time. My entrance to new life.

Life shapes up in a strange way - never know what to expect. For few weeks I'm completely happy. Go to Turkey for few 3 weeks. Will meet with friend Mert whom met in London. Wine and piece of culture. Euro trip. People, London, Michael, laaarge rucksack and friends. Smile and the sun in whole Europe. In France. Overfilling happiness and beauty of unknown morning.