I wish I did it different


Yesterday got trough all my posts and understood: blog is an amazing thing, a place where I store my memories.


When I look at the photos of me next to the mountains, I think I still can feel that smell of melting snow-covered shapes of Alps, that I still have a sensation of spring sun on my skin and my eyes have never gazed so far away expecting miracle to happen.


And only what is missing is me… me there, right in that moment.

When I look at the huge and powerful to graceful architecture of city and squares where I was walking, I wish I could stay longer on that lightly cool granite, desperate for heady zabaione gelato.

Wish I saved more money on bus and go trough all the city by foot, to take a breath in shade of church and to whisper to myself : “for my strength is made perfect weakness” (2 Corinthians 12:9).

I wish I could wake up 5 in the morning with loudly beating heart and avidly desire to live.

Wish to go for a run while everyone is still sleeping and see how sun is warming up the asphalt and shore of the river. To fall on the dew-grass in the park and be frightened by playful dog.


Wish to loose my appetite for all I have tasted before and to gulp Pan di Stelle cookies and pasta with Grana Padano cheese. Just for a moment to revel in to the rainbow of flavors of Porta Palazzo market: strawberries, mint, lemons, herbs, which names I don’t know… Place where the smell, the sound and the visualization hedonism are dancing.

Wish to spend evening at home, just to blend with laud rain and thunderbolts on black sky. To sleep with open windows all night and in the morning to wake up with birds singing so soft, sweet and hearing voices on the street of barely understandable language.

Wish to fall happily drunk from bench. And to feel that soul found rest.

Wish to have only 20 kilo of personal belongings for life.


Years greatest lesson  – depending only on yourself is shortest way to Carpe diem.

I wish I did it different.



Sacra di San Michele

Realizing that my journey in Italy soon will end, leaded me to do the thing i wanted to accomplish from the beginning of my adventure.

I fell in love with mountains first when I saw them in Slovakia, it was winter and foggy weather. So we couldn’t see them sharp. All I was asking my boyfriend, are these mountains or just clouds, because i newer seen them before in my life. Since then I want a little house near mountains! But that is just a dream… Which one day will become an goal!

So going in, I decided to concur  the Sacra of San Michele in the first day of summer! This monument is a symbol of Piedmont Region . But the most what was sparking in me was the way up!


I got the train from Torino to S.Ambrogio, it took less than half an hour to get there. I was not even looking at the map to find where i should go.

My reference point was waiting for me! And it to be true, scaring me. How im gonna get there? And dark clouds were coming.


Very fast i found the road through the forest which leaded to the top. I was moving fast without a stop. I was so excited to get to the destination! But in the middle I started to realize what i signed up for an amazing view. Tiredness and not seeing the end of the road puzzled me. But still i was enjoying that i didn’t met nobody on my way up!


After hour and the half of running up I was proud and happy! And trying not to think about the way back, but only enjoying the moment and life!  The spiritual value and the landscape that sorrounds it trasform the Sacra in is a special destination for special desires for loneliness.


Well, the road back was not so bad and even more faster than up!




Im not the lover of resort places, that is why city like Genova wasn’t in first place of my bucket-list.  But on weekend my best friend, obsessed with seasides, was visiting me in Torino and we decided to make a little one day trip.


The great thing about arriving at a destination early is the fact that you have almost the entire day ahead of you and streets are empty from tourists. We had 7 hours to see as much as possible. I was expecting only to have a walk in a long promenade Corso Italia ( about 3 km along the sea) and to have a sunbath on crowded beach. But my expectations changed after we went out from city center of Torino, by bus ( I definitely suggest to use Flixbus).  Almost 3h long trip from Torino was full of breathtaking landscapes of mountains, forests, hills, beautiful roads.

First expectation of Genova was that I immediately saw the difference from what i had seen before. Super narrow and endless streets in city haunted me to feel like im in 17th century and plague is somewhere near! dirty… i thought. But of course i didn’t captured the mess.  Also I had feeling of amazement how architecture withstand the ravages of time.

But it took only some minutes and city changed completely.

And of course the seaside. It was quite difficult to find a place where to lay on, because almost all beach was a property of  hotels.  But we found a place and  we were the only ones who were swimming (for us, as a Baltic people, water was quite warm).


And again after we left a seaside in another direction, Genova surprised me again.



Torino – Parco Colletta

Today my little childhood dream came true! I felt like in a adventure film “Lassie”.  If to be true I don’t really remember the plot of that movie, but the feeling of country life is associated to me with collie Lassie.

After lessons I went to a Parco Colletta in Torino to enjoy the spring weather and to read a book under the shadows of  trees. Suddenly out of nowhere park was occupied by sheeps! The old Italian cattleman with collie, came to me just to talk, because he saw the camera in my hands. Of course our conversation wasn’t long (because of my Italian knowledge), but he made a photo of me, what was really lovely, because I think he never held a camera before. But i never petted a sheep before.




Avigliana lies in the Susa valley and it is located about 25 kilometers west of Torino. Only 30 minutes by train and you are in quiet, little city. No tourists, no clutter, no rush. City center streets are narrow and cosy. We even had to huddle to the house walls to give way for Fiat cars. But before a long walk we had an Italian brunch.IMG_6805IMG_6788IMG_6792IMG_6797IMG_6801

We vent to the ruins of castle, destroyed in the 17th century by the French. And that place was unsustainable. Hot sun, refreshing spring wind, and the gentle smell of wild peppermint which grows on that hill.


I could sit there and watch mountains endlessly, but we still had to see the Natural Park of the Lakes of Avigliana. We spent there a lot of time just lying on rocks near to the transparent, clear water enjoying spring vibes and views on hills.



Basilica of Superga was built more than 300 years ago for Victor Amadeus II of Savoy, designed by Filippo Juvarra, at the top of the hill of Superga.

That was spontaneous decision get to Superga there by legs trough forest! Two hours up with the first day of  real spring in Torino +18.  Highly recomanded place for escape.



Torino street Nicolo Machiavelli

Yesterday was my month in Italy! And now i have two favorite places where i really enjoy to be and where my heart smiles like never. The first one is – Porta Palazzo market. I love the mix of  smell of strawberries, mint, lemons, herbs, which names i don’t know, cheese and all local colors! Love to get lost there and to have difficulties with pronouncing the Italian names for all that variety. That is where meet the smell, the sound and the visualization hedonism. I will definitely capture that place, but waiting for summer fruits.

The second place i found, on the first week of my straggling around the city, was – Nicolo Machiavelli street. That is the place in which i get lost in reverie and i really don’t know why, but that became a special spring spot for me. Sitting near to river Po and looking around. I am very surprised by fact how Torino citizens love dogs so much. They are everywhere! The place where i was born dogs and  their owners are not so blithe. I feel like a little girl siting on swing and everyone who is passing by smiles to me.




Wish you heart full of spring feelings.


Torino – Palazzo Madama

Finally i made my museum card and now i can visit all Piedmont museums and castles for free whole year!  And the first was – Palazzo Madama, Turin’s municipal museum of ancient art. I was surprised that it was allowed to make pictures, such a good photo shoot could be made…

Nothing more to to say, just contemplate!


Day and midnight in Torino

I am always saying that i don’t like to make photos of people. Humans are definitely small creatures, but someone of us create big things. If to start to think about that a lot, it becomes too scary, of what is capable humans mind! And that is what i love to capture – infinite potential of us.  It fascinates me of how from stone people come up with architecture. From huge and powerful to graceful and exquisite.

But what humans will never be able to tame is day coming and going, even in magic Turin.