#straydogs #straysofmoldova #autumn

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#wheninAthens: instagram highlights of a few hours in the Greek capital


#wheninathens #greece

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#Acropolis #Athens #temple

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#Acropolis #wheninathens #ancient #temple #greece

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#Acropolis #wheninathens #Greece

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#wheninathens #athens #ruins #ancient #view

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Two days of winter. Chisinau caught up in April snowstorm

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When I looked out of my window yesterday morning, I gasped so loudly I could have woken people up. The forecast promised snow and me and my boss were discussing how could we expect some 40 cm on the next day. It all seemed like a joke, until Chisinau became covered in white.
While, day one seemed like an annoying episode of the global warming, the next day brought an absolute disaster.  Take the images of the Easter Bunnies still standing in the central park of the Moldovan capital. That one day sure as hell made a difference. On April 21, we sure did get at least 30 cm of snow, which felled hundreds upon hundreds of trees, cut off the transport and electricity lines in Chisinau and many towns and villages caught up in the storm.
I love my job. I braved bad weather for it. The road to work took about an hour in a suffocatingly-full bus, which miraculously appeared some 15 min after I arrived at the station.  The road to the office was blocked by 3 fallen trees and torn wires. Considering the state of emergency in the capital, the work day was cancelled and all of us were sent home. Since the trolleybus circulation – the fastest and most efficient way of getting around the city did not get restored until the point of writing (10 p.m.), walking was the only option. Thankfully, I made it home intact – wet through, and limping



Day one of the storm


Prague doorways

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There are things known and things unknown and in between are the doors.
Jim Morrison 

While I have always been fascinated by the windows of Prague’s many architectural gems, I suppose I have never paid that much attention to doors as I have during my trip to the Czech Republic back in January.  The doors of the Czech capital tell their own old stories…

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#Prague #doorways #nofilter #travel

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#Prague #doorways #OldTown

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#straysofmoldova part 3 – the pups that lived under a tennis table

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Back in the Soviet days, most of the neighborhoods had playgrounds that could put modern equivalents to shame. The remnants of the former cult of sport remain scattered around Chisinau courtyards. This particular courtyard – a two minute walk from my apartment block – had table tennis tables made of solid concrete. These days these weathered and worn things hardly remind of their former purpose…

This is one of the five pups that were born under one such table. I’ve noticed them by pure chance, when I took an unexpected detour on my way from the gym. Only two male and one female pup remained at that point. The mum would sometimes be present too, although she was mostly out scavenging for food.

The female pup, as I was told, was once thrown into one of those huge garbage bins used by the nearby houses. The one that threw her was a kid. At one point – after the original incident – she could not walk at all, once again falling victim to abuse.

About two weeks later, all three of the pups were found with a broken neck. Almost at the same time, one of the local street cats was found with her head smashed in. The witnesses have once again named a child as the murderer. Nobody was ever punished.

The mother of the three pups was still alive in Autumn 2016.

#straysofmoldova part 2 – the Nightstand

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Tubochka, or the Nightstand, lived at Dinamo stadium in the center of Chisinau. Was she well-fed or just sick and overweight? I wouldn’t really know, but her short, stocky and angular body earned Tumbochka her peculiar nickname.

#Moldova #Chisinau #straysofmoldova #straydog #dogs #stadium

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What I do know is that Nightstand was a victim of abuse. First time I saw her, she ran away, even though I wasn’t even trying to approach her to make our acquaintance. Strangers terrified her. Strangers 10 meters away made her run and hide somewhere under the stands. A gentle talk from a distance would make her wag her tail, but an attempt to approach would make her flee.

#straysofmoldova #straydog #stadium #Chisinau #Moldova

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A few months after our meeting, she finally allowed me to pet her and give her food, even though she’d flinch and run at the slightest movement.