Hoi An's yellow city is like a time machine that transports visitors back in time to an old Asian port town. Despite the numerous souvenir shops and crowds of tourists, one can easily ignore them and get lost in the charming atmosphere of this historical city. The streets are bustling with vendors wearing conical hats, cycle rickshaws, and skilled craftsmen creating handmade souvenirs.
Chiang Mai's lush greenery and picturesque landscapes transport you to a serene and magical world, reminiscent of a Miyazaki movie. The locals are warm and welcoming, and the rich cultural diversity of the city will surprise and delight you. The city's understated charm is reflected in its local establishments, inviting you to relax and unwind. Take the time to enjoy a leisurely cup of coffee in a local café, chatting with the owner and immersing yourself in the local way of life. Chiang Mai's hidden gems are waiting to be discovered, and the city's slow pace of life allows you to fully appreciate its beauty. Discover the secrets of this Northern Thai province, known as the "land of smiles.
Nestled among the lush mountain slopes of northern Thailand lies a true wonder: the enchanting rice terraces of Ban Pa Pong Piang. Stretching out in emerald green layers, these terraces offer a peaceful and serene view that will take your breath away. The golden ears of rice glisten in the warm evening light, making for a truly mesmerizing experience.
We were completely isolated on this trail, in the midst of a strange misty forest high in the mountains. Dark branches of trees overgrown with moss interwove overhead, and a veil of white milky murk obscured the outlines of the space around us, creating a mysterious, mystical atmosphere. This tropical thicket elicited a mix of delight and anxiety, and at times it seemed as though the trees were about to come to life, and we, like dwarves lost in the Mirkwood, would fall into a trap set by a magical forest…
We spent most of our time in Bangkok walking around Chinatown, exploring the many temples located in the area, and soaking up the local life, atmosphere, and rhythmic life of this part of the city.
Jordan is the perfect country for a week trip. Thousand-year-old Amman, the mysterious ancient city of Petra, the red desert of Wadi Rum - the scenery of almost all films about Mars, delicious and unusual cuisine, touching the culture of the Bedouins who still live among the sands - such a concentration of impressions is dizzying!
South-Eastern Anatolia is a completely unfamiliar, different Turkey, where at every step you feel yourself in the real East. The place where the Tigris and Euphrates rivers join, where ancient Mesopotamia was located, in the ancient cities of this region, whose age is calculated for thousands of years, you feel like a guest from another world.
… to walk along the narrow cobbled streets, among the low white houses, overgrown with bright bougainvillea and lovingly decorated with a scattering of many small details, fabulous drawings and glare of the rays of the setting sun, smoothly sinking into the horizon of the Aegean Sea, caressing the ear with the measured beat of waves on the rocky shore…
The meeting of the dawn surrounded by the endless lilac sea turned out to be one of the brightest and most inspiring impressions of this summer for me.
The vast expanse of the lake, an old boat, the rhythmic swing of the oars, the night under the stars, the crackle of a fire, the meeting of the new and the unknown...
Cappadocia was a real discovery for me. Here it is very easy to move from the landscapes of the Wild West to the desert lands of Tatooine in one day and get lost among the volcanic rocks and the dwellings carved into them.
Blooming magnolias each time cause me new emotions and delight from their incredible beauty and magnificence.
The barely perceptible smells of fresh grass and an amazing May evening fascinated and it seemed that time seemed to stand still in this unique creation of a magical spring
Tbilisi conquered us with its charm and left behind an irresistible desire to return there.
The incessant noise and uproar, the speech of the multilingual crowd, the shouts of touts in the shops and the sharp horns of car horns, this city was in full swing day and night.
In the early morning, we were first met by frost sparkling on the grass, reminding us of the past cold night. It shimmered on the green-yellow grass with iridescent drops and slowly melted, illuminated by the warm rays of the rapidly rising sun.
We got out of the tent at 6:30. The morning sun has just illuminated the tops of the neighboring peaks. Somewhere below, a pair of chamois jumped carelessly along the rocks - their virtuosity was to be envied.
The ball rose higher and higher and we slowly floated in the rays of the dawn sun over the river valley. Tea plantations were visible on the slopes below, distant and inviting mountains bordered the horizon through the dawn haze...