World Gratitude Day – Thankyouthankyouthankyou

In the glory of the World Gratitude Day (September 21th) and this amazing action, I have decided to express my gratitude to Gypsy tribe and Mirjana aka Rod, one of my favorite people in the world. I have made Greek Panzanella, slightly adapted from here and Lemon Meringue pie, recipe taken from my dear friend Thelma or Mokosha, that writes this lovely blog
However, Mirjana had her birthday on 12th of September and I wanted to make her a surprise with the rest of our tribe. It was quite a surprise, a whole week passed after her birthday, but it is never too late for the feast, right?
We were missing my sister, former Miss Fatty, Fatty. She is thin now and has so much more important stuff to do, chasing her two boys around. Being a Gypsy woman is not an easy thing, no, no!
Besides of food, wine, birthday I just wanted to say this:
My dear Gypsy tribe, THANK YOU for many years of:
-laughing again
-supporting my mindless ideas
-sharing stories, clothes, meals, beds, sleeping bags, shoes, dreams and visions
-running wild
-and eating
-(don’t forget) drinking as well
-making strategies
-making plan B when strategies fail
-and succeeding
-falling in love
-singing like nobody hears
-believing in fairy tales
-and making up our own
Here are some photos of us in the south of Portugal, doing all of the listed (and more):
Our feast lasted 6 hours.
Panzanella is gone.
Pie is gone.
A lot of wine has mysteriously disappeared.
We were screaming like crazy.
And talking at the same time.
Mirjana has got a new pair of earrings and massage.
And endless amount of joy and gratitude.
I love reunions. ❤ ❤ ❤
P. S. Say Thankyouthankyouthankyou. Every day! Make somebody smile. Join the action.

Week 29- Gypsy soul

Week 29- Gypsy soul

The day when I bought tent was one of the happiest days EVER!

The cognition that I actually have A HOUSE, that is completely movable and weights 4 kilos fulfilled me with endless pleasure. Can you imagine?

My travel itch, love for big bags, backpacking, my precious tent and this lovely, colorful hummock, they all go to the same folder: GYPSY SOUL.

When me, my sister and a few closest friends saw the movie Queen of Gypsies (Tabot uhodit v nebo), we ran out of our minds. We have decided to make our own Gypsy tribe. It led us to many adventures……..we used to be hungry, thirsty, dirty, out of money, lost, but we didn’t give a damn about it. We have traded our comfort for the joy and dancing. At the end everything turned out well. And we had amazing time. Every single time.

I believe in dynamic balance, only. Like a bicycle. If you want to keep your balance, you must keep moving. (I should include bicycle in Gypsy soul folder, too).

And when life gets tricky pack your huge bag, or backpack, take your tent and your hummock, ride your bike or sit on a train. And go! Anywhere! Explore. Enjoy. Sit by the fire. Look at the stars. Feel the cool breeze on your skin.

Be the Gypsy. Like Lorka. Like Manu Chao. Like Shakira. Like my tribe and me. It is freakin’ awesome.