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Going West. New York City

I believe that traveling alone is great. Yes, a road trip with your friends is a fantastic thing to do, but when you’re going to a place you’ve never been before, you’d better go on your own. Selfish? Maybe. But that way you get out of the safe harbor, free yourself and open to new experiences. It is only you and your emotions and feelings.

New York City welcomed me like no other city on a beautiful Sunday evening. It appeared as a gorgeous mass of steel and glass with a fast beating heart. It seemed monstrous outside, but incredibly ~soulful~ inside. I loved its chaotic lifestyle. It seemed perfect in its imperfections. Everything, absolutely everything was inspiring about New York. Busy and loud, it was creating a symphony. And it felt right being there. Have you ever had this feeling when you come to a new place and you immediately feel like this is the place where you’re supposed to be? That’s what I felt in NYC. Even its confusing subway that I read so many things about appeared to me extremely easy and right. But nothing really compares to the people that make New York what it is now. Without them, it would be just a huge park surrounded by skyscrapers. They shape the city and bring it to life.

I can go on and on about New York, but should I? There are SO many interesting posts, stories and videos about it. I would just suggest one thing: before reading those stories, come to New York first. Alone. Get lost in its inspiring madness. And simply walk and explore the city and let the city explore you.

As the sun was getting down on a warm Monday evening, I headed further to the West. To a place that I call my second home – Colorado.


Going West

May 5, 2012. Central Bus Station in Sofia, Bulgaria.

I arrived at the bus station with my close friend Alina from the little town called Blagoevgrad where I go to college. We only had a  few hours together at the station before we would go our separate ways. Being incredibly hungry, we immediately caught a cab and went to the closest McDonalds.

And then, one hour later, we said goodbye.

I headed West – to Istanbul, Turkey. The bus ride took 9 hours. At 7 am next day I arrived at the bus station in Istanbul. My flight was gonna be in 5 hours, and I had no idea how to get from the bus station to the airport. Luckily for me, one guy in his 30s, who was on the bus with me, was going to the airport too. And he spoke Russian! He took me to the Turkish subway and together we arrived at the airport. I called my family, passed through security and was on the 11-hour flight to the Big Apple.

It’s been 3 years since my last visit to the US, and now I was going back. What an incredible feeling! My seatmate on the plane turned out to be a young Canadian girl that spoke both English and French. Thanks to her, 11 hours felt like 3. We talked, laughed and shared stories. In a blink of an eye, I was in New York, JFK.

Having no internet at the airport and being extremely tired, I didn’t take subway. It seemed too confusing. And besides, I didn’t know what train to take and what station to go to. A shuttle directly to the Hostel was a perfect and cheap option. I shared the van with a few people including an American from midwest and an old man from England exploring the US for the first time in his life. The shuttle dropped me off. I checked in, left my suitcase in the room and walked around the hostel for an hour. It was about 11 pm, so I didn’t go far. I just strolled in the streets, went to the nearest Deli, ate the best hamburger in my life, came back to the hostel and crashed in the bed. The most desirable dream that I had in 3 years finally came true – I was the USA again. In New York City. In the middle of Manhattan. What more could you wish for? Tomorrow I was going to fly to Denver, Colorado. Ahead of me was a peaceful night and a beautiful day in NYC and then – my second home, my friends and my family in the beautiful state of Colorado.

Every day I’m… traveling

USA, Colorado, 2012

USA, New Jersey, 2012

Up The Hill

Hello, everyone! I’m back; haven’t been here for almost 2 months. I’ve been so busy. That was a good break from blogging that  was necessary for me.

For now, here are some pictures I took when I went up the hill in the city I live in (which is Blagoevgrad, Bulgaria).


Sofia Pt 3

Sunday morning. I was sitting in the hostel’s dinning room with my friends, having breakfast, when a young man came up to our table and spoke to us… in Russian! Later we found out that he was of Russian origin and that he is now studying at the Sofia’s University. The thing at moment was that we wanted to see the St. Alexander Nevsky Cathedral, but didn’t know how to get there, because we were completely unfamiliar with Sofia, the capital of Bulgaria. So, that young man agreed to show us the city and to take us to the St. Alexander Nevsky Cathedral! World is filled with good people. Thank you. What a day that was!

Sofia. Pt 1

A few days ago I and my friends went to Sofia, the capital of Bulgaria. What a wonderful and sweet that trip was. We went to a Bulgarian restaurant, different cafes, to a majestic Alexander Nevsky Cathedral, chocolate shops; and eventually we got lost. 🙂 More to come! Soon.

Into the Woods

Went biking into the woods with my friend Max. Here’s why I love Bulgaria.

Vyborg Pt2

This is the second part of the post about Vyborg, a city in Russia I visited this summer.

The thing that impressed me the most in Vyborg was the Tower of St Olaf; built in the 13th century, it is the one remaining tower of Vyborg Castle, a symbol and an architectural landmark of the city of Vyborg.

The fortress was conceived by Torkel Knutsson, the Lord High Constable of Sweden, who led in the 1290s a crusade to Karelia, the Third Finnish Crusade, which was actually aimed against the Russian state of Novgorod. He chose the location of the new fortress to command the Bay of Vyborg, which was a trading site already used by locals. From the bay, a river leads inland, ultimately connecting the place to several districts, lakes, and indirectly also to rivers going to Lake Ladoga.By request of Torkel Knutsson the main fortress tower was constructed in 1293.

The first couple of hours that I spent in Vyborg, it was pouring with rain. Not the best weather to walk in the old streets, to observe people, to sit comfortably on the bench in the beautiful park with a cup of coffee. But towards the noon, the weather changed in a blink of an eye! As you can see in the pictures, it is bright and sunny. Thank you, Vyborg, for that! What a nice way to greet your guests. 🙂

Here are some other cities that I wrote about: MoscowOdessaSt PetersburgL.A.Magadan. Enjoy traveling!

It’s an old custom to throw coins from the top of the Tower, so you will come back. I threw an extra one for all of you.

Inside the Tower of St Olaf.

Me and my nephew in a Vyborg’s cafe. Kate doesn’t like to be photographed. 🙂

St Pitty

Saint Petersburg. City that used to be the capital of Russian Empire, city that attracts you and never lets you go. It is one of the most beautiful cities I’ve ever seen. And I mean it. No pomposity. It is also very hospitable city. If you are weak, Moscow will immediately stab you in the back. But St Petersburg is not like that. It will let you enjoy the beauty of its architecture, it will let you peacefully sip coffee in its cafes, drink cocktails in bars and eat the best meals at restaurants; it will calm you down and, for a moment, make you happy.

It is a city of wonders. And secrets. I spent only a week there… A week in St Pitty is nothing. Really. Stay there at least for a month. Then you will have time not only to see the downtown and visit lots of museums, but  you will also have time to explore the city from inside, to reveal some secrets. After visiting The State Hermitage (a museum of art and culture; used to be the official residence of the Russian monarchs, the Winter Palace) and The Peter and Paul Fortress take a stroll to one of the many yards in downtown. You may find gorgeous architecture that is hidden from tourists or you may find an old pub that’s been there since 19th century. Explore the city, discover  it for yourself. St Petersburg is a city of trap doors. All you have to do is find them.

The other thing you should know is that Pitty is all about art. Every building, every street and even people may inspire you. Don’t hesitate, buy a canvas, paints, some brushes and start creating. Who knows, maybe in St Petersburg your genius will wake up and surprise you.

Honestly, I can keep telling you about St Petersburg for ages. That city is in my heart. That city is like a tan that will never come off. Visit Saint Petersburg. Take a walk along Nevsky Prospect (the main street), visit the Summer Palace, go to some antique boutiques, enjoy the city at night… Visit Saint Petersburg. Even if you know nothing about. The city itself will tell you its story.

That’s where 2 parts of the bridge separate.