Autumn day.

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Oli kord sügispäev.. ja päike paistis. Ja aeg.. Aeg tol hetkel ei liikunud edasi. Istusin hetkeks saunapalkide peale, mis ootasid seina minemist. Nautisin seda hetke, seda päikest, seda kohvi mu tassis. Ja ma sulgesin silmad. Oli hea. Aeg ei eksisteerinud. Oli vaid päike. Kohvi. Ja heinamaa.

Once upon a time there was an autumn day.. and the sun was shining. And time.. in that moment time did not pass. I sat down on the logs that were still waiting for their turn to become walls in my sauna house. I enjoyed that moment, the sun, the coffee in my cup. And I closed my eyes. It felt good. Time did not exist. There was only sun. Coffee. And the grass field.

Havana

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Havana

 

Parim pisik mis võib hammustada on reisipisik. See küll kitsendab su rahakotti, kuid avardab meeli. Tagasi tulles ei ole sa kunagi sama kui lahkudes.

The best bug that can bite you, is the travel bug. It might squeeze your wallet, but it opens up your mind. When you return you will never be the same person who left.