Few year ago I never thought that i can be in Europe for thousands of kilometers from home, and can spend my birthday on the big higway, watchning the most beauifull sunset and looking for successful hitchhiking, which seemed to be for those who have nothing lose and who have a lot of free time.

Yes, Hitchhiking is dangerous and scary sometimes. I never thought that I would easily get out from the most deserted places and willing to sleep anywhere and feel happines while going against the strongest wind. But its great!

It has become so important and so pleasure things to enjoy the road, look out the window, thinking about her, listening to the sound of rain and thunder.
.. Comfort boundaries, so conventional and infinitely extensible

Of course, I quietly wanted to go around the world, but I thought that things will be different -
That's firstly i should to earn money. Then i should finish with my stuff.
Always waiting for a better time, mark the appropriate conditions, or that someone involve to my life and say: "Throw out everything and lets go to the edge of the world!"
But the years passed and nobody one cames to me. Then I realized that no one if i am not!

Just imagine, how it can be to leave it all and become free. All I really need is in only one backpack, and my home is where I am. Downshifting gradually became way of my life.

Due this travelling I met a lot of people. Interesting, surprising, and sometimes terrible people .
I explore the world in comparison, and each time was convinced when saw the tired saleswoman at the store or this old man in Albania that sells shorts on the roadside, or a taxi driver from Saint-petersburg, which drives whole week without sleep or SRI programmer who tolerate hateful routine in exchange for the swamp "stability "

Perhaps this is temporary, but I will not be late in life to regret things that prophesied Mark Twain ...
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