We were completely lost amongst Prague’s hundreds narrow streets in Old Town when I spotted him hanging on to a pole like that. I went beserk for thinking he is a man in need of help. Fortunately for me and him, he is only a bronze statue, not a real suicidal middle age man hanging for dear life. Thank God!
*the adventure of a hanging man in Prague Old Town
Vlado Milunić and Frank Gehry caused quite a twist in architectural society when they designed and built this unique building in 1992. As Prague is home to Baroque, Gothic and Art Nouveau buildings, it is universally understood then, there is no place for such building as this. They called the new style as deconstructivist (“new-baroque” to the designers) architecture due to its unusual shape. Named as the Dancing House, it is today featured on a gold 2,000 Czech koruna coin issued by the Czech National Bank. Quite a twist for once an unwelcomed building.
– Dancing House, Prague at Rašín’s riverbank of Czech Republic.
Being on top of the world doesn’t mean anything unless you know what it’s like to be at the bottom first.
Tanah Lot from above, Bali Indonesia.
Hundreds of brick-red roofs along the coast of Adriatic Sea, Dubrovnik Croatia.
River Seine from Eiffel Tower, Paris.
Frosty river with Zurich as a background; viewed from EuroStar.
Line of stone-monks draped with yellow muslin in the compound of Wat Mahathat, the ancient Kingdom of Ayuthayya, Thailand.
Ljubljana town from one of the windows of Ljubljana Castle.
Snow field, as far as the eyes can see, Zurich Switzerland.
River Seine flowed lazily to the northernpart of Paris.
Chiang Mai from Wat Phra Doi Suthep.
Boats and yacths dotted Dubrovnik Habour, while the sky seemed pretty menacing.
Ljubljana town from the Castle’s Tower.
Narrow alley like this one is a normal scene in Dubrovnik. I nearly lost my life scaling hundreds of steps of the City Old Wall. Definitely not going to risk another attempt to waste my energy on this set of petite stairs.
Onofrio’s Fountain of Dubrovnik; survived the medieval wars as well as the 1990’s Balkan Wars.
The domes of the Saint Nicholas Cathedral, Lesser Town, Prague.
Stradun or Placa is the main street of Dubrovnik, Croatia. These limestone-paved pedestrian street witnessed the courages of its people in defending Dubrovnik from Serbs during the 1990’s Balkan Wars,
Zagreb New Town from Uspinjaca Station, Zagreb Croatia.
The Széchenyi Chain Bridge charmed onlookers from Castle Hill, Budapest.
Four shivering mockingbirds on the roofs of one of the ruins in Rasnov Fortress, Brasov Romania.
A melancholy dog howling to the sky, at the edge of Topkapi Palace land facing the Asian side of Istanbul.
Boats moving to the opening of Bosphorus Straits to the Marmara Sea, as dawn broke.
I was lost in the blaring song of ‘Zombie’ the moment I locked eyes with Dolores O’Riordan of The Cranberries. It must be her smoky eyes or perhaps the penetrating eyes of those boys behind her that made the whole things seemed surreal. As I heard another noise of blaring honks by cars in front of me, I realized I was staring at a big poster on Prague’s red metro. Literally the poster said, ‘The Cranberries – the roses tour 2012 on 30 November’. Well, apart from it was not a real encounter with The Cranberries; it was also an outdated poster. Crap!
– The Cranberries from my perspective on that morning in Prague a long time ago.
And none will hear the postman’s knock Without a quickening of the heart. For who can bear to feel himself forgotten?
I am a postcards addict. Wherever I travel, I will make sure to find post office, or post box, post people who is responsible to collect your mail for delivery (in countries where they barely have decent post office) or a postman himself; to send my postcards. Sometimes, I found big post offices with nearly everything sold inside, and there were times when I barely found any postbox to post my postcards. My favorite post office so far is in Dubrovnik Old Town. Look at the pictures and you will know why!
I found this beautiful post office between the alleys in Dubrovnik Old Town. Somehow, the balcony reminded me of Romeo and Juliet scene in Verona
Posta in Prague was perched on the top of Castle District, just beside the famous St. Vitus Cathedral
This is one of many cute postboxes around Sultanahmet area, Istanbul
that man over there is cute, but I have to blur him out, in case people get distracted by his look, rather than suppose to be smitten by the cute Romanian post sign 😉
People really appreciate post office in Budapest. I always found it full to the brim with people no matter at what hours I went.
Mae Sai’s postbox, at the border of Thailand-Myanmar
a tall lonely postbox along one of the major road in Chiang Rai, Thailand
This was outside of local shops in Don Sao, Laos, in one of the most notorious place on earth: the Golden Triangle
Another red box in the most northern part of Thailand
The most surprising postboxes was the one I encountered in the small island of Don Sao, Laos. It was a bright yellow wooden box and the postcards were stamped in front of me by one of the shopkeeper before I put the postcards in the postbox. Weird, huh. Having seen that, I have no high hope for my cards to reach its destinations. Surprisingly, all 4 of them did! The farthest was to Zagreb, Croatia. It arrived, safe and sound 😉 Well, that tells me never underestimate the power of post system. You will never know, until the mail reach you!
I will keep on posting postcards, and keep on finding those unique post offices or postboxes. Wherever I go.