Some sights from 2014.

In the continuum of my idling excitement I always try to graduate another time-wasting hobby with honors (and I will never have too much such).

Time to fanfaronade the braggadocio about the last one, so get a drink and click here.

Shooting on films is like inking on paper -- whatever the result is, you can only destroy it but not easily correct it, if it's not the intended one. (more…)

Vibrant smells and piquant colors splash before our senses just one hour after disembarkment in Marrakesh. Afternoon autumn light creates arabesques of long shadows on dusty soil and red walls. Palm trees stand still and act the role of a prompter, shall my eyes miss any shadow of color on bricky walls of the medina. Fresh espresso, colorful pottery and fabrics, tajine, Qur'ān texts everywhere, veiled barber women with aberrantly colorful exotic eyes -- that's Morocco as I witnessed.
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- Днес май ще е като вчера?

- Не, как. Виж какво става навътре. Ако искаш да покараш, влез по-навътре.

- Хм. Дайте ми една шестица. Тази дъска? Да, тази дъска.

10 мин. по-късно. Изведнъж, някъде от към гърба вятърът ми удря здрав шамар. Точно съм прекосил линията на Змийския остров. Трапеца като че ли изскърца на кръста ми. Остави ми около 1 минута, да свикна с новото ниво бофорт, и ме удря отново. Този път е сериозно. Ритам силно дъската с крака напред, бутам и се пързалям по гумираната повърхност. Не чувам нищо друго освен свистенето на вятър в ушите и как пластмасовата дъска се удря в половинметровите вълни.

Още 5 минути по-късно...

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When I said once "season's just an attitude", I must admit I still had some reasons to polish to fully subscribe to that statement. Few weeks ago I decided to practically check how would it feel to practice summering, but in November. (more…)

Hardly. But at least the last one without a dry suit.

Seeing a windsurfer from my balcony today remembered me a similar view early this spring, when another sail in Varna bay was a true mood setter and induced alluring perspectives for the coming summer. (more…)

Just 2 more to go!

If I let myself believe that after 40 I'll be officially a mid-age man, having perfectly legitimate right to benefit from all mid life crisis perks (like sport convertible, 50-feet sailing yacht, personal golf trainer, goofy Lacoste t-shirt, you name it...), today the countdown started! And the thrill to commit new adventures is already itching on my spine. (more…)

Няколко сутрини подред една мисъл минава като фрийзби през главата ми, оставя много пясък в косата ми, застава срещу объркания ми поглед и разперва малък плакат: Лятото напече! (more…)

Dear Self--

When trying to keep amused by contemplating in this blog, do not forget that:

1. If you set your ego too loose it will flourish as a bad smelling fungus and will poison with its odor your otherwise harmless word plates; (more…)