Pictures of Baia Mare

I realised I have not even talked much about the city itself or shown any pictures where I am. So where the hell am I ? MAP The city Baia Mare is a smaller scale city in Romania. Its population is around 100 000 similarly to my hometown Tartu. I must have already mentioned that there are mountains everywhere unlike in my hometown, which is completely flat. On the other hand, I would say it is less developed and offers fewer places to go out, has fewer shopping malls (one big one actually), smaller fitness centres and less other leisure time activities. But if you think about it, my home city is the second biggest city in Estonia, when Baia Mare is still a very small city in Romania. In that sense, I cannot compare the two cities because the countries are too different by the size. Smaller cities in Estonia have even less to offer. I have not seen the bigger cities or the capital of Romania yet but I know already it will be pretty huge for me. Gypsies There are quite a lot of gypsies in the city.  I feel like gypsies have […]

Tallinn

And once again I arrived home.   Before starting my adventurous life I definitely wanted to go home first to see my friends and family. This time, I had to pack everything with me since I was permanently moving out of Amsterdam. Ooh, how I hate moving. You will find out how many useless things you have collected over the years. I donated and sold a bunch of things before moving out and still I had too many things.   When I went to Schiphol airport to catch my flight to Estonia, I looked ridiculous. First let me mention that against the odds on that day in both cities, in Amsterdam and Tallinn, the weather decided to be fabulously hot with 30 degrees outside. Seeing that I had too many things that did not fit into my luggage I was forced to wear my spring/autumn jacket, my summer jacket, my favourite super warm sweater and my floppy hat. Like this, I was walking around with my check in luggage, my hundred kilos weighing backpack and my purse. I looked so stupid that at the security gate for the first time I had to unpack literally […]

Romantic Amsterdam.

“To love oneself is the beginning of a lifelong romance.” Sometimes, especially in the summer, i bike to work and back home. It’s quite an exercise. Takes me about forty-five minutes one way. And when it is windy you need extra muscle work to desperately move on at a snail’s pace. I should have nice athletic legs by now… Despite that, when biking along the canals the view is wonderful. Finally, i took my camera with me and captured some of the romantic sides of Amsterdam.