Kathmandu, there are only two weeks between us.
Two weeks until I am home again.
This is the beauty of being a nomad; the concept of home is not tied to a specific geographic location or a handful of people. It moves with and within you, like a pulse. You build a collection of homes as you move.
You find family wherever you meet them.
You find home wherever your heart grows.
You find love.
4 comments:
beautifull
Thank you, Lila :)
harikasin!!
gercekten, I love the things you write, the photos u take and your drawings... and the reviews about the food!
when I will leave Istanbul I will definitely check your blog to have that melancholic feeling that just who lived here can understand.. :)
and I think you should really try to start a career with your drawings, they are amazing!
Gabriele
Thank you so much, Gabriele!
I'm so happy you are enjoying Harika.
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