Traveling is not just a hobby. It is my happiness.
I like the process of the road itself - not just the arrival.
I can fall in love with the train window, with a plastic tray with lunch on the plane, with the whisper of the waves overboard the ship... Because in these moments I feel alive, truly.

🚆 The train is my love since school years
Everything slows down on the train.
You sit by the window, take out tea in a glass, a blanket (if you are lucky enough to get into cold romance), turn on the music or just listen to the sound of the wheels.
The world outside the window changes every minute - trees, fields, stations, people on the platforms... And you're riding - and it's as if you're watching a movie where nature is the director.

And there are also random but warm conversations on trains. Someone will share an apple, someone will tell you about their life, and you will think: "So many people, and each has their own story."
I've had many trips when I made important decisions on the train. Maybe it's because the rails help to align not only the route, but also your thoughts?

✈️ An airplane is a takeoff not only in the air, but also inside
There is a special magic in the moment when the plane takes off from the ground.
You sit, buckled in, slightly worried... and suddenly - a slight pressure in your chest, a sharp angle, and here you are already above the clouds.
There, in the sky, everything seems simpler. The problems remain below, and you are in free fall into the unknown.

I love to look out the porthole - especially at night. The little lights below remind me how huge the world is, and how much you can still see.
And, of course, I love this moment of arrival in another city or country: the smells, the language, the bustle of the airport, and you are like a clean slate, ready for something new.

🚢 A ship - when you want romance and the wind in your hair
A sea voyage is a completely different rhythm.
You don't rush, you float.
Your body sways with the waves, your soul relaxes, and your face smiles at the wind.
You want to stand on the deck for a long, long time, look into the distance and think about something beautiful... or about nothing at all.

I especially love night crossings. When everything is dark, only the stars and the rustle of the water. And you are somewhere in the middle between "not anymore" and "not yet". The perfect state for dreams... and kisses 😌🌙

💫 Traveling is a way to love life
Every road is a meeting. With people, with yourself, with the world.
I love to come back - but only to hit the road again.
I love to pack my suitcase. I love to put a dot on the map. I love to feel a slight excitement inside - before everything begins.