Many years ago, when I was a student I used hitch-hiking, especially on holiday. The idea came from the localization of my university which was situated very close to the road to the seaside city Gdańsk in Poland. Every day we could see the signpost from the city bus window. And one day I and two of my friends just decided to hitch-hike up to the sea. That is how the adventure began.
Continue readingVenezuelan Empanadas in Galway
“All our dreams can come true, if we have a courage to pursue them”
Ana makes traditional Venezuelan empanadas at Galway Fresh Market, each Saturday. In addition to delicious food, she always gives sunny smile to the people. The first time I met her was two years ago when my sister and my niece visited me. We were contented that we found terrific food on the street, also gluten-free. My niece, who can not eat gluten was very happy that she could have together with the same food in the middle of the city.
Continue readingSignals of goodness: postcards & letters
A beautiful card from Montenegro arrived for me recently. It was a surprise from my friend Lilka. It made me happy, from a first glance when the day was full of grey clouds in Galway.
Continue readingBlessing from the fresh market
“We fall when our life stop to be a daily surprise”
Myslovitz
To my grannie Agnieszka
When I was in Sibiu, Romania much time I discovered something which reminded me of my childhood. I was wondering how it is possible in the city and country where I am the first time. The fresh market situated in Lower Town gave me the answer.
Continue readingBlogger Bash in Athlone
My blog is called Blue Tram, because I imagine that I travel by ordinary public transport, exactly by trams through my life. I meet various people, I have diverse situations, and views outside the window. Recently blue tram or be precise the grey train from Galway let me down to Blogger Bash in Athlone.
Continue readingMeeting with Daniel Munteanu – an author of project “Transience”
The value of things is not the time they last but the intensity with which they occur. That is why there are unforgettable moments and unique people
Fernando Pessoa
“Transience” – this is the project of impressionist photography with poetry and music. It is an idea by Daniel Munteanu, Romanian artist from Sibiu. I had a chance to seen his exhibition and also the short movies of visual poems at the Bruckenthal Museum of Contemporary Art in Sibiu, during International Theatre Festival.
Continue readingHumanitas – one of my favorite place in Sibiu
I bring you with hands
The books of numberless dreams
W.B. Yeats
There is charming bookshop in Sibiu, Romania – HUMANITAS.
It is a very local place but also international. You can find there thousands of books, even in the sinks in the bathroom. People come here to take a moment for themselves, to read a book , to write something, to dream, or have a chat with somebody, who sits at the next table, and have a really good coffee.
In the basment, which has brick walls and arches is a sizeable space for coffee shop among bookshelves.
Continue readingDialogue
I search myself
like the seed that
searches in the flower
Ana Blandiana – The Middle on the Way
Last two weeks in Sibiu, Romania I spoke with so many people from various countries: Romania, Japan, Nederlands, Bulgaria, Serbia, China, Iran, Poland, France, Spain, UK.
There were individual conversations and meetings with passion, feelings, with different expirence and troubles. Our expectations were infiltrating in one point – Sibiu International Theatre Festival.
Continue readingThe roofs in Sibiu have eyes
When I see you I am pierced
by light thrusting through me
from the poem of Lucian Blaga – Romanian poet
Sibiu, the city in the heart of Transylvania delights me with the details every day. When I walk on the cobbled streets, the roofs look at me, because they have eyes.
Continue readingFirst meeting with Romania
Belive that a further shore is reachable from here
Seamus Heaney
When I landed in Bucharest was very late, so I was worring a bit how I will get to the city centre, where I had one night accommodation. But to my surprise the ticket office was still open (at 22pm) and I found a bus which took me to the centre of mysterious city. While the ride I was still thinking how I will find the apartment in the middle of the night. Meanwhile I met an angel – local girl, who has led me to my place. She also hugged me and gave warmly wishes, so much needed, when you are alone in foreign country.
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