I’ve built a so called life for 4 years. I used to be steady, always thinking of tomorrow, working my ass off at a job where I still have no idea if I was appreciated or not, doing the same things every day, being tired, hoping for better but never having the courage of actually doing it. I used to go to school every day, learn for exams, do everything by the book, be honest and care for others.  And one day I decided I have to go somewhere or I’ll go crazy with all I had to bare day by day  ! And so I left to Asia. By train.

And what an experience was that … I remember being in a McDonalds, in Victoria harbour, in Hong Kong eating a Big Mac and thinking that I could do that forever. Be a million kilometers away from home, enjoying life at the fullest, never returning to my job… That was the moment that made the click and made me realize that I wasn’t living before.

I came back to Romania a different person. The thing that I didn’t found my job back was the click that turned my life at 180 degrees. You would say that loosing your job is a bad thing but for me, that was the happiest moment I had in 4 years ! Someone else did the choice I didn’t had the courage to do.

Since then I met amazing people, I help creating and building an amazing place, I can speak freely and my office is a pub. How cool is that ? And it’s like THIS is what I was always supposed to do ! An office, a huge salary, those are not for me ! It was just an illusion that kept me stuck in that place, standing people gossiping all the time.

And what it matters in the end ? To be happy and to be free ! Like me !

And in this happy mood, I’ve spent a great evening yesterday. I was waiting for my beloved bakewells (Andra, I will make you a statue for getting me some every time you come back home) in the train station and because I was half an hour early I stopped at McDonalds to get an ice tea and then went outside and sat at a table. Because the restaurant was full at some point a guy came and asked if he can share the table with me to eat his hamburger. I said yeah, sure. And we started to talk. He was a german tourist stopping in Bucharest on his way to Galati, to see some friends. He was here for 2 days only. And after half an hour of talking we left to show him the real old Bucharest. We had a long ride with the buses and then stopped in the end for a cold beer at Caru cu Bere restaurant. Then we went to the Parliament and just relaxed lying in the grass, watching the clouds, trying to discover the stars and talking about the differences between Germany and Romania. I have never lied in the grass, watching the stars, thinking of nothing. And that was the moment when I realized that it’s a month left and my biggest adventure will begin. And I kind of seen myself in a small village in China, lying in the grass, watching the stars, thinking of nothing but how good life is if you experience such simple things. Like watching the stars, lying in the grass !

Before I left, he hugged me and thanked me for the experience of seeing Bucharest the way tourists usually don’t. And it felt good to know I’ve made another tourist see some nice parts of this city.

It’s quiet and I feel away from everything…

And also the people who pass by on the tiny street. I see them too. And I see how the seller from the clothes store comes out, to smoke her cigarette. And how the clerk from the cheese store sits on the car in front of the shop. I see how people fight, how they smile, how they talk on their phones, how they eat kebabs or how they ride their bikes. And I imagine a story for every single one of them.

Today I just closed my eyes and listed to the city, from that window. And actually its rumors were not that bad.