After you travel for a while you become pickier in what matters appreciating special and beautiful towns (at least me I know that without realizing I raised the level of this kind of evaluation and a
Well knowing how picky I’m, I went in
This post is for this little town that impressed me as no other place did before! The wooden town was magical, I feel that I walk on the streets of 18th century; the autumn atmosphere and some fog really put me on that time, I was like in a black and white movie and the few people that ware on the streets fit perfectly (they lack just the proper clothes).
I walked hours in that wooden town,(I also lived in one of this houses) and I just can’t had enough, I think I waited to see how the movie will go :) feeling that I was the main character… one that is walking to put the thoughts in a order and to heal the agitated heart, to put some peace in the soul and to feel good about what will happened next, not pain, not guilty …just peace that is this the direction she has to follow.
Thank you Tartu for being the right “stage” for that character, thank you Nele for being one of the people that give me the support I need it.