Night train from Beijing to Datong

Eighteen minutes past midnight. Night train from Beijing to Datong. The lights go off and an awkward silence settles in while everybody curls up in their soft beds trying to calm down the excitement of the journey ahead. Well…I am feeling this way, at least. The only Chinese person…

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24 hours in Beijing

Walking down a street looking for a place to have dinner, music attracts us into this park like honey attracts a bear. Without any warning a party was imminent, we were upon what looked like a middle age Chinese street club. People dance in pairs in this improvised dance floor…

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The truth about the Great Wall of China

Notice: the following post has spoilers! Do you know that feeling of sadness blended in disappointment when you find out that Santa Claus does not exist?! I believed it for 7 years when another kid in school unveiled the sad truth. First I refused to believe him and later at…

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Copacabana Beach, hut 143.

“In your country, people never give you anything for free?” Do they?! – People from Portugal are friendly, kind, but the general rule is if someone is too generous they want something from you that you might not want to give in return. This rule becomes stronger being…

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Porto de Galinhas

When you visit a new place, do you ever wonder why it’s called that?! Porto de Galinhas literally means Chicken’s Port. But why? Back in the 17th century countries all over the world started abolishing slavery. Sadly, Brazil was the last country forbidding it completely with…

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From Recife to Olinda…

From Recife to Olinda it is only a short drive away. The people from Recife say “what Olinda has best is the view over Recife“. In matter of fact the view is awesome but the colonial town has much of it’s own personality and a strong…

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Buda-Pest – one city, two personalities

How could Buda exist without Pest?! Walking around the two sides of the Danube river it is like being in two different cities. Buda has as many hills as wealth, glamour and historical elegance. Pest is as flat as crowded, buzzing and modernly elegant. So different and yet, I feel…

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