Happy sheep of Norway are free to wander where they want to, and often, their roads cross with that of tekkers'....
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It happens to us a lot: In Istria, we were rather unimpressed by the top rated sights but fell in love with the places we discovered spontaneously – some small sleepy towns not mentioned in any guidebook and aesthetical fixer-uppers topping over vineyards and Istrian rolling hills.
Some things can provide you with access to a certain place: let’s say, wine tasting may be your key to Tuscany, surfing – a key to Hawaii or techno clubs - a key to Berlin. One of the ways to understand the soul of Crete may be through counting its sheep (and goats).
If you have been to Torres del Paine, Patagonia’s most famous national park, you know how crowded this place might get: mountains of multicolored backpacks, fully booked campings, dozens of trekkers who watch the sunrise at Mirador. However, there are some stunning places in Patagonia off the beaten path along the Chilean Carretera Austral. They are no less beautiful than Torres del Paine and way less crowded.
If you read us for some time, you know of our fascination for Cretan villages: so peaceful, so quiet, with the scent of oranges in the air and old people in black sitting in the village taverns. With whitewashed houses nestling close to each other and pots with flowers in the streets, the Cretan villages are incredibly scenic. People of the Cretan villages are usually amazingly friendly. Cretans love sharing their food (A couple of times we got pastry, fruit and a piece of cheese from the strangers) and it is fun to be around these people. Don't be discouraged by your basic Greek – ours doesn't go beyond "Hello" - Kalimera and "goat cheese" – Katsikio tyri.
When we arrived in Mexico at the beginning of November 2017, artefacts of the former Day of the Dead were literally to be found everywhere. The bookshops had tiny skulls hidden behind books, the showrooms for designer clothing had their trendy dresses on skeleton-like mannequins. The museum exhibitions were devoted to the Day of the Dead – one of the most important holidays in Central and Southern Mexico.
Santorini is a photographer paradise: white-washed houses, volcanic rocks rising over the ultramarine sea, blue and white chapels, color contrasting flower pots and sunsets over the old windmills are doomed to look good on the pictures. This Santorini photo series is the outcome of the four afternoons I spent on the island strolling in the villages above caldeira and hardly letting my camera off my hands.
We arrived at the East coast of the enormous Onega Lake and my mind was blown away. That was just exactly what I dreamt to find in the Russian North: harsh and wild land, so scarcely populated that it might almost be called 'virgin', left and forgotten, and still beautiful in its decline.
Meeting Mexico started with meeting Mexican cars - our friend couldn´t pick us up at the airport in Mexico City and sent us an uber instead. During our trip trough Mexico, it was the cars that made a lasting impression on us. Bright red, yellow, ultramarine blue - they matched up perfectly with the street colours. Diverse, lively and vintage, they embodied the spirit of Mexico. Strolling through the streets of Mexico City, Oaxaca, San Cristobal de las Casas or Morelia, we often stumbled upon the sight of a beautiful old car, parked next to a house painted in a contrasting colour. We could not but pull out a camera and start taking pictures. These pictures turned into a story, a story about wonderful Mexican cars and their owners.