It is 21.05h. The BlueTwo kitchen is quiet, yet it is the quiet before the storm. The Kitchen has been arranged and decorated by its inhabitants, prepared for the expected invasion. In search of natural resources, such as forks, plates and other valuables, the pack left to roam the jungle, invade and conquer other habitats. […]
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It sometimes seems like an impossible task to calm down the thoughts. I start meditating, but then I realise that I’m just thinking, entertaining myself with different scenarios and possibilities. I guess that’s not bad either, but it’s quite the opposite of what I should be doing. What about that paradox that we can’t meditate,
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I boarded the train to Frederikshavn this morning at 11.14. It rolled gradually across the railway towards the very top of Denmark, and I disembarked in the port from which fery lines operate across the Kategat sea. The ferry was visible from a far, a white ship with blue and red letters of Stena Line
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My clothes were soaking wet when I entered a Chinese shop to buy an umbrella just outside the centre of Porto. The day didn’t start well. I woke up half sick and with a sore throat, after a restless night on a tight couch. I looked through the window and saw the grim reality of
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19.11. To Granada A green ocean of olive trees stretched across the golden Andalusian fields. Desert-like rocks stood in the sky, vividly imposing themselves above the plains. Now the terrain is hilly, and the green-olive ocean has no end. White villages in the valleys, white villages on the slopes of steep hills. Sharp rocks rise
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I arrived in Tagounite two days ago, after an almost 20-hour bus ride from Fes, through Marrakesh, across the Atlas Mountains, and through the barren valleys reminding me of the desert’s vicinity. I was welcomed by Hamza, a young Berber, owner of the house where I’ll be volunteering for about 2 and a half weeks
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Osveta Macha Bio je travanj i ljeto je kucalo na vrata. Zadnji udari bure pružali su posljednji otpor nadolazećim toplinama, dok je lokalno stanovništvo strpljivo čekalo turističku sezonu. Moglo bi se očekivati da je brojka godišnjih posjetitelja otoka Krka porasla sa milijuna u milijarde u prethodnih 3000 godina, no otok Krk održao je svoju politiku
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U doba sladoleda 3000 godina prošlo je otkako su Leon i Demir pokopani s Ledo škrinjom ispod Pentagona. Povijest je postala mit kojeg su bake pričale djeci tijekom groznih, višegodišnjih zima. Takve zime zahvatile bi Zemlju otkako su svjesni Sladoledi okružili planet sa 150 tisuća Ledo škrinja tijekom Stogodišnjeg rata. Prosječne temperature pale su za
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Ep o beach baru u kampu od 5 zvjezdica i 300 Ledo sladoleda Sve je započelo pred 300 godina na Planeti Ledo. Macho sladoledi pobunili su se protiv tisućljetnih vladara King, čiju je vladavinu obilježila nasilna i apsolutistička diktatura. Bili su okrutni vladari koji su znali koketirati s jezičnim pupoljcima ljudi. Ljudi su oduvijek imali
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8 je sati ujutro. Hladnoća mi reže kosti. Grad je tih i pomalo melankoličan, a ljudi isto. Sovjetske megalomanske građevine odvlače pažnju s ostalih neprimjetnih zgrada. Ljudi su tihi i prijatni. 5 je sati navečer. Ulice su tihe, zakon se poštuje, a čini se da trosatni rituali ispijanja kave nisu stigli i u ove hladne, planinske
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