There are places in the world where after three weeks I was welcomed as if I had arrived home. Sometimes that’s enough to make you feel at home.
296. | Finally something terrible
Sleeping on a sleeper bus is a lot of inconvenience. I only found one way to escape. I chose the story.
295. | A beautiful last day
Alone with the song of birds. The bright dewdrop on my shoe. Pretty flowers always smile.
294. | Sa Pa and Ninh Binh
A German, a Belarusian, and a Hungarian meet in Vietnam. This is not the beginning of a joke. Just another story in which our paths will cross again and again.
291. | The sky is always blue over Sa Pa
I let my desire take me to the top of Fansipan. From there, it really seemed like the sky above the clouds was always blue.
287. | Sa Pa
Sa Pa is beautiful on the square. But my most beautiful memory so far is not about the mountains, but about an unexpectedly gifted half day.
282. | Hanoi and the current teaching
A day in Hanoi, an unexpected coffee invitation, a refused use of the bathroom and a night train ride. Every encounter teaches you something.
281. | Ninh-Binh
Ninh Binh became twenty-two days instead of four. A beautiful place, a shared journey, and 2,876 memories that proved surprisingly difficult to put into words.
278. | The last days on Cat Ba Island
Islands. Green and blue sea. I’ve been to a place in the world that is beautiful to look at even in a photograph. And with my own eyes, it’s simply incredible.
277. | Sunset over Cat Ba
1 hour, 64 photos. Standing guard next to a trash can. It seemed like an interesting idea, and I didn’t regret taking this photo series at all.










