STUMBLING-BLOCKS IN THE PATH OF HAPPINESS


Amidst myriad of things labeled „made in Portugal” there are a few I would like to incorporate into Poland altogether: orange trees in backyards, palm-lined streets, salty lips after an hour spent on the beach, of course, compelling beaches, freely wearing T-shirts in March when coats are flung aside (definitely priceless feeling; not that I have anything against Winter; I love the idea of it, meant us having head buried in a good book for hours under the warm blanket when sipping a favourite tea, but, to be honest, I will always swap chills for 20 degrees Celsius without any hesitations), education system, and lecturers’ approach to the students, mostly letting them have their way in everything.


PHOTOS BY Róża Błaś