Rivne Reminiscing

My twin sister and me were born in Rivne and have a bunch of warm memories connected with our hometown.

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OSLO CITY GUIDE

Coming to Oslo from a small town to start college was overwhelming at age 17. So many people, buildings, roads, different smells and noises that was both exciting and challenging. For 10 years I have been living in this wonderful melting pot and it's something I haven't once regretted.

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THREE DAYS OF ICELAND

I was on a solo Eurotrip in June 2013. The most closest encounter with nature happened in Iceland. Since I was traveling alone and didn’t get much time to research about this beautiful island, I just planned a three days trip there.

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LOST IN PARIS

This trip was my 4th time visiting Paris, and yet, every time I’m there, it feels like the very first time.  There’s something about this city that, for me at least, makes everything seem so surreal.

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ROMAN MORNINGS

The Eternal City, the Sacred City, the City of the Seven Hills…How many names does the   oldest cites in the world have – Rome. I had three days in Rome during my summer Italy trip and I felt in love with this city.

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A TROT THROUGH GENEVA

Standing at the top of the hill over the Geneva panorama had an overwhelming power to make me feel insignificantly small. I was once again reminded that I am only one teeny-tiny speck on this earth and that there is so much more out there just waiting to be explored.

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WADDEN SEA

Every end of the year I search for a place to rest, calm down and charge my batteries for a new year full of work, great adventures and life itself.I really enjoy it to be alone then, just my dog max and me.

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DUBLIN STORY

After a week of constant sunshine, warm temperatures, and the best food I’d had all year, Ireland was looking much better than anticipated. I had flown into Dublin and caught a 3-hour bus to Galway. The small town of Letterfrack was still another hour and a half away, and the site of my college bestie’s wedding was a rocky peninsula jutting out into the Atlantic another 20 minutes from there. After a week of revelry in the Irish countryside, it was time to go home, tracing my steps back the way I came. I couldn’t leave from Dublin and not visit it, so I decided to tack on a weekend in the capital to see the difference.

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