two years of juley

Juley is two! It’s incredible. I almost feel like embracing all those babyish things about him that otherwise annoy me: his need to nurse, the night awakenings, the meltdowns (which are not particularly dramatic but yes, he’s lain down on all sorts of surfaces), the moments when he doesn’t believe me pooping in the adult’s…

on the road by motorbike/bus/bicycle

(The original post written in Bulgarian dates back to 6 April 2014.) I have the feeling I haven’t written here for years but it’s not because things don’t happen to me anymore. On the contrary, they do and that’s why I have no time to sit and write about them. Otherwise, if you asked me,…