I wish all of you a happy new year! Stay safe, sane and healthy. We're embarking on a new journey. We'll cross borders, broaden our minds, experience joy and pain and boredom, we'll get to know ourselves better, make new friends, say goodbye to old ones, fall in love, struggle, survive, argue, travel, work, discover... Continue Reading →
Balkan Basketball
Basketball is one of the favorite sports in the Balkan region. You can find basketball courts almost anywhere you go, even in the most absurd places. Sometimes they are full courts, sometimes just the baskets, an improvised place for people to enjoy, but you can play basketball all around the region. I don't know exactly... Continue Reading →
Thank you!
trashbus has been freshly pressed! Thank you to the editors who picked my blog, and thank you to all my readers! I am very happy I am able to share my adventures with you and I am looking forward to sharing even more stories, photos, and other cool stuff! I am currently on a business... Continue Reading →
Project O – Article #122: Renata Britvec – Berlin, Germany (Scheduled for 9-29 @ 20:00)
Thanks again to Opinionated Man for this great project! The questions seem to be so simple, but the answers truly aren't. It was very interesting to read articles by people from all around the world. Enjoy reading mine and maybe you'll want to check out some of the other articles of Project O!
A Cat’s Perspective on Dubrovnik
Just like the Kings of Ceredigion are seagulls and not people, cats reign supreme over Dubrovnik. Yes they are stray cats, but they do not look as beaten and starved as other stray animals, mostly dogs, in the Balkan region. They truly look and behave as if they had the absolute right to be, to... Continue Reading →
Back on Track
I took my trashbus on a vacation to Bosnia and Croatia and now we're back with new stories, pictures, adventures, new thoughts and more. I visited Sarajevo and Tuzla, played with tigers and werewolves, took care of a dying cat, chased lizards and snakes, fought with my family, made up with everybody, laughed, cried, danced.... Continue Reading →
Ćevapčići!
I met with my author friend in Berlin-Neukölln to discuss her new play and to talk about work and whatever else was important in life. I was happy to see her. We hadn’t met in a while because she had been to the Netherlands and Serbia, so we had to catch up on quite a... Continue Reading →
My Neighbor, the Banshee
There’s a lot of crazy people in Berlin. One of them is my neighbor. I can’t describe my neighbor because I have never seen her. I only know her voice. Her voice is hovering in our backyard like a banshee’s wail. Constantly. With interruptions, of course. The backyard is closed in between four houses. I... Continue Reading →
Kings of Ceredigion
The mayor of Aberystwyth is a cat which likes to sit upon a wall opposite of my friends' house. But the Kings of Aber and the whole of Ceredigion, I suppose, are the seagulls. They rule the city. They’re above of it all. Above you, too. They can shit on you, if they want. They... Continue Reading →
The Animalarium
In Borth, Wales, there is a small zoo. It’s called The Animalarium. It is not a proper zoo, it’s more like a collection of random animals. People can also come and see the vet if their companion animal has fallen ill, or they can drop their unwanted exotic pets there if they’re fed up with... Continue Reading →
Oh Ye Old Men of Barcelona
I had to go meet somebody in Gràcia, but I didn’t want to take the metro. I decided to walk up the Ramblas, even though they are hopelessly crowded and, to be perfectly honest, ugly in some sort of way. There’s nothing really that would attract your attention, there’s only fast food, plastic stuff and... Continue Reading →
Stumbling through Raval
This year in early May I had to go on a business trip to Barcelona. I was supposed to meet an author/director and go see the premiere of his new play, also I had to meet another associate. But that was basically it, and as I stayed almost four days, I had enough spare time.... Continue Reading →
Does the wind on Mljet have a name?
This year I spent my summer in the Dubrovnik region. I went to the island Mljet, which is supposed to be Ogygia, the place where Ulysses lingered like twelve years before returning to his wife because this girl Calypso wouldn’t let him go. So I expected quite a bit but I must admit I wasn’t... Continue Reading →
The Unknown
I once visited friends in Aberystwyth, Wales. And I found this sign which to me seemed really odd. On the one hand it has these beautiful colors and it looks rather encouraging than warning, as if it was saying “DO jump into the unknown” – and, to hell with it, why not? On the... Continue Reading →
