… I don’t know how I should start all this.

I’m staring at the screen for like 10 minutes now. So I think I will just… I will just start:

Hi.

Well, first things first,  I’m not native English nor fluent, so forgive me if my typing is not perfect. I’m just a Hungarian girl who is living in the UK at the moment –  well, for 4 years now, actually. I left my home for a reason. And this reason was a hunger for something different and an urge to travel and see the world.
Well, let’s face it (without being political and all…) Hungary is in a deep shit financially and job-wise too. Deep, deep, deep. So it was me there, freshly graduated with my shiny degree and waiting for the magic to happen. But of course, it did not happen. So at one point, I thought… okay, it can’t be like this, it’s time for a change. That’s when my bestie came up with an idea: let’s see what’s going on on the other side of the fence in…
…Austria.

I spent a winter season abroad, working in a hell… sorry, I mean in a ski hotel, and on my rare day offs, all I did was take photographs. Landscapes, mountains…  probably this was the time when I fell in love with traveling more, and deeper in love with nature photography. But the season ended, so I had to go back home with a little bit of pocket money to – at least – start something with.

Bitch, the struggle was real

I bought my first Canon camera and started to learn more and more about photography. Made some photoshoots, mostly fashion and portrait that time, but my true love was always nature and street photography.
Anyway.
Later on in 2011, I managed to save up some money and go on a beach holiday to finally see the sea for the first time. It was me and… I don’t even know… maybe 12 other people? We split the costs, so it ended up being super low-budget and manageable. — bitch, trust me, the struggle was real — but yeah, we packed our stuff and set off for…
… Croatia.

And after I smelled the salty air, tasted the salty water… – but like literally, I was a beach virgin, so how should I know that you don’t just jump into the sea with your eyes and mouth wide open…?! I’m used to the river Danube –  …felt the Mediterranean vibes and had seafood dinners… yes, that was the exact moment when I fell in love with the beach and this ´islander´ type of lifestyle. And the 10 days passed so quickly, and all of a sudden I found myself back in Hungary again… back in reality, doing the same routine every day, just trying to get by from day to day. Living a grey and boring life, with the same boring people around me who did nothing but hold me back for years.

…Life is meant to be lived, memories need to be collected

Everyone around me said things like: My dreams were stupid, my job was stupid, my camera was stupid -… and waaay too expensive, of course.  My urge to travel was stupid, because FYI, you should build your career first, save money, and then, probably when you are 50 or 60, theeen you can start enjoying your life.
Fak Dat.
Actually, I was stupid for didn’t leave all that crap behind and start to follow my heart earlier. Life is meant to be lived, memories need to be collected, and my Darlings…

… that is PRICELESS.

… I will just leave this picture of Budapest here. Please don’t think that I’m totally anti-Budapest… It’s beautiful, it’s breathtaking, it’s historic, it’s cheap – for a tourist -, it’s just not the best place for opportunities. But I love my home, I really do.

So, where are we? Somewhere between 2011 and 2014. I was still hanging around in Hungary, I had a few trips around the country and some abroad like Vienna, cuz it’s very close, like 2 hours from Budapest, worth driving a couple of hours for a visit. I’ve been here and there in Slovakia and Romania, they are also neighbours. I had a trip to Poland, visited Krakow and Auschwitz Concentration Camp and Memorial Park.
So blablabla here comes 2014. Suddenly, someone left my life, and surprisingly,y the sun came up the next day, brighter than ever, and I felt like…  finally, I am free. The world opened like… literally. Aaanyway. I don’t want to turn this blog into a breakups Cosmopolitan article, so…

… the sun came up the next day, brighter than ever, and I felt like, finally I am free

Remember the Austrian adventure? Well, of course, it was the perfect timing for another one. So my Bestie was already living in England for a while and said it´s more than okay money and job-wise. So when Bestie came home for a week of holiday and said:  there is an empty seat for the flight back so… are you coming or not?
Hell, yea!
I went downstairs and told my mum: Mum I’m moving to England!
She was very supportive, and I am very thankful for that! To be honest, she saw me struggling and not finding myself at all…  so yea, I bought my – one way – ticket and in 3 weeks I was sitting on an airplane to …

…. Manchester. 

Ahhh this tropical paradise… That makes you want to kill yourself … joking. – or not? –
Let’s face it. The weather here simply sucks. We can experience all 4 seasons in 1 day. It is rainy and cloudy almost all the time. Here, up in northern areas the wind is ridiculous too. BUT we have our summer – lol – for 2 weeks in July. Bitch, once I managed to wear short-shorts. At least if you are a depressive person, it gives you the motivation to chase and find the sun elsewhere. Plus, you can easily earn the money for traveling, so… after all the reconsiderations: Honey… it is not that bad. Ask me in a few years, tho’…

It was literally everything. I felt everything from happiness to sadness from sickness to excitement

Look at me, for example. I had a mediocre life in Hungary, had to re-think twice every move in my life, had the urge to travel, but not the money. And a few months after I moved to England, I booked my ticket to the Canary Islands. 
It was literally everything. I felt everything from happiness to sadness, from sickness to excitement. I was just looking out of the airplane to the infinite horizon, and I had tears in my eyes. Thinking about my old self 6 months before, when I thought – …and people made me feel like that I have to wake up, because I am living in a stupid, unreachable dream…

And you know what now?

           … I am living my dream…