When I last time wrote about Warsaw (here) I promised to show you the beauty of its Old Town. So without further introduction, here it is! Enjoy!

Berlin: Karneval der Kulturen

When I first wrote this post, I thought it would be published before the Warsaw trip posts, so my intro was all about how little time I have (that is true anyhow) and how a solution would be to cut my hours of sleep, but if that's a key to becoming a happy blogging ray of sunshine, I'll delete my blog instantly. Haha! I'm a big sleeping fan and counting the days when sleeping will be recognized as a hobby. Anyway, I at least managed to publish one Warsaw post, the other one coming in two days, and today I'm sharing some photos from Berlin Karneval der Kulturen (Carnival of Cultures) that happened some weeks ago. One of my friends really wanted to go, and I didn't mind, so the two of us and another friend ended up in Berlin. I was so glad that we did! Unfortunately I didn't have my camera with me, but I took some photos with my phone because I really wanted to share the atmosphere - I mean, as much as it's possible via photos! And it was really amazing, lively, cool, awesome! It was too hot though, so we didn't stay until the end (it lasted for about 8 hours) - we all got sunburnt, and we wondered how it was possible for performers to move and dance for hours in their costumes. It was around 30 degrees!

Warsaw, Poland: A Random Trip to Another Country Is Always a Good Trip

I've always thought of myself as someone who loves travelling. But few years ago, there were countries that I wanted to visit (it was quite stereotypical: of course, the top of the list was reserved for England, France, Italy) and those I wasn't thinking about. The three and their capitals still remain my holy trinity - I'm actually hoping to get to Rome this year and then I'll have completed them - but in the meantime, I've changed in the sense that now I want to go everywhere. Name any country in the world - I might not have heard about it, or know nothing about it, but I want to see it!

Poland was one of those that I had never found interesting. Now, however, Poland is as interesting as almost any other, so when I found out that one of my favorite bands - Florence and the Machine - was playing in its capital, Warsaw - that was a perfect excuse to plan another trip.

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Just wanted to let you know that I started tweeting in English too.

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All You Need Is Love - Berlin Pride Parade 2014

As you might probably know, I come from Serbia. Serbia is a great country to visit—you might remember this post about the tourist campaign that was launched last fall. We are very proud of our food (seriously, eating in Serbia should land on anyone's bucket list), beautiful nature, laid-back people and their sense of having a good time. You know that popular saying "if you remember the sixties, you weren't there"? Well, maybe it should be modified into "if you remember partying in Serbia, you did it wrong". But on the other hand, it's not such a good country to live in. This online place of mine is all about nice things, so I'm not gonna write about politics, nepotism, corruption, homophobia and such. I am just going to express my regrets that an amazing and fun event such as Pride Parade is not being held in Serbia's capital because the majority threatens with beating up participants, since it's "not natural / contagious / a bad role model" and a whole bunch of stupid 18th century beliefs.

Well, last weekend Berlin was colorful and smiling, because it hosted Christopher Street Day. 

Falling in Love in Berlin Question Mark

Two days ago I had lunch with Hannah May, a lovely second-year student of my programme. She was talking about Groningen, a town in the Netherlands where she lives now and where I will live from October on. "So, if you live far away from the center, you never really go there... it's just like living in Potsdam, you never go to Berlin." Then she looked at me and corrected herself: "I mean, you do, but usually..."

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Living Berlin, Loving Berlin

From time to time I realize it’s not that bad at all not to be in love.

Because then you can fall in love every day. Dozens of times.

And I’m not talking about falling in love with Berlin (but that guy certainly got me!). Even though it definitely has to do with Berlin.

How I Failed My First Online Challenge

May 28th. Had I been persistent, like I thought I would be, today would be the 100th and the last day of my #100happydays challenge.

I told you all about the challenge here on the blog, when I announced I'd be trying to fulfill 100 days of happiness. I was aware, because I read that on their website, that many people quit at some point, because they claim not to have time. Not to have time to be happy?! Ridiculous! That's why I was sure it's a piece of cake. I mean, I do believe that happiness is small things. I am truly happy when I have my coffee, whether it be the one I make at home and enjoy while browsing internet, or the one from Starbucks when I stroll the streets of my town - or any other. I am happy when I talk to my friends. In fact, even sun and warm weather can make me happy! So all I needed to do is document it. 

Story About Not Cooking

As far as I can remember, I couldn't wait to grow up. That's probably something I share with all the kids in the world. I would walk in my mother's high heels at the age of four, destroy her makeup and make a clown out of myself when she wouldn't be looking. I would pretend I spoke English and speak in an imaginary language to myself. The world of adults always seemed so appealing and I was counting the days - or years - until I would grow big and be an adult myself.

Twenty-something years later, here I am. Well, one might argue about being big - just the other day I realised that all this time I've been secretly hoping I would get a few more centimeters, but apparently at the age of 25 you've reached your final height. Bummer! I'm not feeling that adult either, but this number is scarily high (truth to be told, I'm actually closer to my 26th birthday than I am to the 25th) and I guess 25-year-olds ARE adults. Even those who are still studying. Even when their income is a scholarship, and not a salary for something they do. Because they don't have a job.

I'm not regretting this, though. This wasn't supposed to be a post about how there is time for being responsible and how childhood should be enjoyed. I did enjoy, but I love this much more! Ok, maybe I'm not a member of the real world yet, because I don't work, but still, the majority of time I decide for myself and it feels just great. Not that mum doesn't know best, of course. She does and always will.

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Instagram Spring

It's been a while, again. This semester is actually much more demanding than the previous one - which is good! I've been reading a lot and really enjoying some of my classes. Before I started my master's I had a vague idea about what I wanted to do in the future. But now I feel even more lost, because every week I'm discovering new amazing stuff that can be done in linguistics, and eventually I would have to choose what to do for my thesis, not to mention PhD if I eventually decide I want to pursue one. (That's a really tough decision to make and I keep delaying it, even though it's high time I did it...) Not to mention the fact that there are some really inspiring people teaching us here at the University of Potsdam, and they make even the disciplines I was never much into look waaaay more interesting that I ever thought they could be!

Anyway, the beginning of the semester was a bit more relaxed, so I had the chance to travel a lot. It was hectic, but very exciting and so much fun! Looking at these Instagram photos makes me want to go back to all the marvellous places I had the chance to visit. I'm one lucky girl, I must admit. :)