<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13953049</id><updated>2009-06-09T18:00:42.798+03:00</updated><title type='text'>c'est la vie</title><subtitle type='html'>Dreaming the same dream :)</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uamarinka.blogspot.com/atom.xml'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13953049/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marinka.nomadlife.org/default.aspx'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13953049/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>Marina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04050522659599260678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>83</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13953049.post-8994463433481340056</id><published>2009-01-26T23:30:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T23:32:37.117+02:00</updated><title type='text'>lažem sebe...</title><content type='html'>Mjesec dana dušo ne mislim na tebe, ne volim te više ili lažem sebe. Mjesec dana punih ko da svjet se ruši ko da neko baca kamenje po duši. Jos mi nije jasno i pitam se glasno ma što sam to htio, znam nisam smio.&lt;br /&gt;Umirem sto puta dnevno, a tebi je sasvim svejedno, znam da je kasno al trebaš mi ti.&lt;br /&gt;Umirem i opet se budim i tako sve dok ne poludim, znam da je kasno al trebas mi ti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pod jastukom zima, tu nešto čudno ima prokleta ljubav jos luda sam za tobom.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13953049-8994463433481340056?l=marinka.nomadlife.org%2Fdefault.aspx' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13953049/8994463433481340056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13953049&amp;postID=8994463433481340056&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13953049/posts/default/8994463433481340056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13953049/posts/default/8994463433481340056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marinka.nomadlife.org/2009/01/laem-sebe.aspx' title='lažem sebe...'/><author><name>Marina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04050522659599260678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01807288914160653619'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13953049.post-1383146271046170963</id><published>2008-11-23T22:15:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T22:20:46.335+02:00</updated><title type='text'>No words</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://marinka.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/collage27-707355.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://marinka.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/collage27-706821.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phone, he, she.. we, us, maybe, no, why? Here? No, i don't, they? There? Too long?&lt;br /&gt;Alone? Work? Travel? Time difference? Over? Family? What? Me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tired...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The silent tribute to whatever is going on with me in Croatia.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13953049-1383146271046170963?l=marinka.nomadlife.org%2Fdefault.aspx' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13953049/1383146271046170963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13953049&amp;postID=1383146271046170963&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13953049/posts/default/1383146271046170963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13953049/posts/default/1383146271046170963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marinka.nomadlife.org/2008/11/no-words.aspx' title='No words'/><author><name>Marina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04050522659599260678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01807288914160653619'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13953049.post-3791497304360656842</id><published>2008-11-21T00:17:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T00:41:08.094+02:00</updated><title type='text'>One more perfect weekend!!!</title><content type='html'>Yes! One more GREAT weekend! &lt;br /&gt;What on earth can make you feel better then old friends reunion :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://marinka.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/5-740865.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://marinka.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/5-740859.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You, me, campari and girls talk... про то, шо дiвчата не вмiють сховати...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13953049-3791497304360656842?l=marinka.nomadlife.org%2Fdefault.aspx' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13953049/3791497304360656842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13953049&amp;postID=3791497304360656842&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13953049/posts/default/3791497304360656842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13953049/posts/default/3791497304360656842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marinka.nomadlife.org/2008/11/one-more-perfect-weekend.aspx' title='One more perfect weekend!!!'/><author><name>Marina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04050522659599260678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01807288914160653619'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13953049.post-722788320197649866</id><published>2008-10-31T12:55:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T13:14:12.828+02:00</updated><title type='text'>čudan stanje i promjene</title><content type='html'>Imala potrebu i htjela čto sve ide polako i jebem te sunce, koji kurac zna čto sad?&lt;br /&gt;Puno svego... Ne mogu vjerovat... &lt;br /&gt;U svakom slučaju mislim... smiješak - i to je to čto preporučeno!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13953049-722788320197649866?l=marinka.nomadlife.org%2Fdefault.aspx' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13953049/722788320197649866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13953049&amp;postID=722788320197649866&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13953049/posts/default/722788320197649866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13953049/posts/default/722788320197649866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marinka.nomadlife.org/2008/10/udan-stanje-i-promjene.aspx' title='čudan stanje i promjene'/><author><name>Marina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04050522659599260678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01807288914160653619'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13953049.post-4814931241119635968</id><published>2008-06-21T13:35:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T13:59:27.835+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='игра'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Футбол'/><title type='text'>Футбол....</title><content type='html'>Возмущениям моим просто нет предела! &lt;br /&gt;я никогда себя не причисляля к ряду фубтольных фанов, я скорей всего могу быть болельщиком, который в момент эйфории может просто навесить пизделиков и много и нецензурно ОРАТЬ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Вот так было и вчера... Я болела за Хорватов... Очень сильно болела, да так, что мой голос после этого матча решил уйти в отпуск :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Как мне показалось была интересная игра с этими, блин, везунчиками... &lt;br /&gt;Смотреть этот знаменательный матч мы пошли на главную площадь страны. Хорваты такие болельщики!!! Везде играет футбольная хорватская музыка, ВСЕ-ВСЕ в национальной символике! КАк раз вчера прочитала в газете, что за пару недель, хорваты потратили на футбол больше 200 млн (сори, не помню чего, но даже если кун, то это то же самое, что и грн). &lt;a href="http://marinka.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/1-781801.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://marinka.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/1-781798.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Так вот, смотрели-смотрели... болели... оралаи... и потом ГОЛ!!!!!!!!!!!!! Всё!!! Все были уверенны, что Хрватска уже там... Все коментаторы с невероятным криком радовались за Хорватию! На площади салют! Какие-то красные дымовые штуки... Шум, крик и тут другой бешенный крик комментаторов... вся площадь замерла... ТИШИНА...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Победа... но не хорватской стороне... Как было жалко и обидно...&lt;br /&gt;После трех пропущенных пеналти в Хорватские ворота мы ушли на Маргариту...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;А Hrvatska nogometna repreyentacja ide kuči...&lt;a href="http://marinka.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/hr-732947.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://marinka.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/hr-732914.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13953049-4814931241119635968?l=marinka.nomadlife.org%2Fdefault.aspx' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13953049/4814931241119635968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13953049&amp;postID=4814931241119635968&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13953049/posts/default/4814931241119635968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13953049/posts/default/4814931241119635968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marinka.nomadlife.org/2008/06/blog-post.aspx' title='Футбол....'/><author><name>Marina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04050522659599260678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01807288914160653619'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13953049.post-5896224206476932590</id><published>2008-05-20T22:06:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T22:07:50.963+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Ti</title><content type='html'>Vidim slike tvog tijela po svud,&lt;br /&gt;Zrak koji postaje suh,&lt;br /&gt;Osjetim te po svud,&lt;br /&gt;Nosim te po svud.&lt;br /&gt;Ono što sam htio sad tu, prije svega to si ti&lt;br /&gt;Evo ti razlog za to...&lt;br /&gt;U grlu mi tvoj dah,&lt;br /&gt;Mirisi s lica, jezik, usta, slina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Po svuda te ima....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tamo gdje sada ti si, samo da švatim di si&lt;br /&gt;digni me tamo gdje si ti, ti,ti.&lt;br /&gt;I ono što sam htio, prije svega to si ti&lt;br /&gt;I svaki udarac u tlo, daje mi razlog za to&lt;br /&gt;Sve što hoću to si ti, ti, ti...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13953049-5896224206476932590?l=marinka.nomadlife.org%2Fdefault.aspx' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13953049/5896224206476932590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13953049&amp;postID=5896224206476932590&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13953049/posts/default/5896224206476932590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13953049/posts/default/5896224206476932590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marinka.nomadlife.org/2008/05/ti.aspx' title='Ti'/><author><name>Marina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04050522659599260678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01807288914160653619'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13953049.post-3476567306823867530</id><published>2008-01-27T23:56:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T20:45:20.048+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Simple Things</title><content type='html'>I love…:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Margarita &lt;br /&gt;People in love&lt;br /&gt;to enjoy Sushi &lt;br /&gt;good conversations while driving&lt;br /&gt;to kiss&lt;br /&gt;coffee with milk&lt;br /&gt;the truth&lt;br /&gt;to dance&lt;br /&gt;to be in love&lt;br /&gt;explore new places&lt;br /&gt;to be a friend&lt;br /&gt;to dream&lt;br /&gt;to make people smile&lt;br /&gt;to feel a hug&lt;br /&gt;fridays&lt;br /&gt;mom’s food&lt;br /&gt;you …&lt;br /&gt;the sea&lt;br /&gt;to cry of joy&lt;br /&gt;music&lt;br /&gt;my mom &amp; dad &amp; brother&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;simple things…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13953049-3476567306823867530?l=marinka.nomadlife.org%2Fdefault.aspx' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13953049/3476567306823867530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13953049&amp;postID=3476567306823867530&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13953049/posts/default/3476567306823867530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13953049/posts/default/3476567306823867530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marinka.nomadlife.org/2008/01/simple-things.aspx' title='Simple Things'/><author><name>Marina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04050522659599260678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01807288914160653619'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13953049.post-6599774523024115279</id><published>2008-01-15T01:12:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T01:13:45.327+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='affection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>A thirst for affection never drops</title><content type='html'>Life is for the living! 2 weeks of freedom and living every minute. Enjoying the company of the one I’ve missed so much; feeling confident and brave. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Living here and now! &lt;br /&gt;Miss you much meri jaan …&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13953049-6599774523024115279?l=marinka.nomadlife.org%2Fdefault.aspx' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13953049/6599774523024115279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13953049&amp;postID=6599774523024115279&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13953049/posts/default/6599774523024115279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13953049/posts/default/6599774523024115279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marinka.nomadlife.org/2008/01/thirst-for-affection-never-drops.aspx' title='A thirst for affection never drops'/><author><name>Marina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04050522659599260678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01807288914160653619'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13953049.post-7624835198377965961</id><published>2008-01-15T00:18:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T01:23:14.532+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='airport'/><title type='text'>how it can be</title><content type='html'>When you hear magic words: The NL, Amsterdam... what first comes to your mind? &lt;br /&gt;oh... ok.. ok.. i know :) &lt;br /&gt;but if i give you a hint... Airport, flight cancelled, ticket, hotel… gas-tank problem and thrilled flight &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes :) never again traveling via huge airports on biggest holidays.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13953049-7624835198377965961?l=marinka.nomadlife.org%2Fdefault.aspx' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13953049/7624835198377965961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13953049&amp;postID=7624835198377965961&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13953049/posts/default/7624835198377965961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13953049/posts/default/7624835198377965961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marinka.nomadlife.org/2008/01/when-you-hear-magic-words-nl-amsterdam.aspx' title='how it can be'/><author><name>Marina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04050522659599260678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01807288914160653619'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13953049.post-2145782351547145507</id><published>2008-01-12T13:16:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-01-12T13:24:28.146+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Ciao Bella Italia!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://marinka.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/DSCN8478-756784.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://marinka.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/DSCN8478-756778.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First time in Italy. To see how diverse and extreme Italians are you’ve to see them in their own environment. You can see the difference when you’re in Europe especially when you’re in Italy. People smile a lot, noisy and loud and you can actually see what they are saying, as they use their hands a lot to explain :) &lt;br /&gt;2 cities in 2 days: Venice &amp; Torino, great experience. Friends, great company, freedom, coffee, chocolate, architecture, via Roma, via Garribaldy, St.Mark Square, Tamarro :), Cacco Royale, cacco reale :), Italian wine, mocarella, pasta, pizza, cappuccino, Milano.. am I in Italy? Urkainians all over.. eh…. Pronto?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Venice:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://marinka.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/DSCN8579-754353.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://marinka.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/DSCN8579-754347.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://marinka.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/DSC02099-703116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://marinka.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/DSC02099-703110.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Torino:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://marinka.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/DSC02192-793215.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://marinka.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/DSC02192-793208.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://marinka.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/DSCN8680-716493.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://marinka.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/DSCN8680-716486.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13953049-2145782351547145507?l=marinka.nomadlife.org%2Fdefault.aspx' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13953049/2145782351547145507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13953049&amp;postID=2145782351547145507&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13953049/posts/default/2145782351547145507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13953049/posts/default/2145782351547145507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marinka.nomadlife.org/2008/01/ciao-bella-italia.aspx' title='Ciao Bella Italia!'/><author><name>Marina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04050522659599260678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01807288914160653619'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13953049.post-1939178259319081482</id><published>2008-01-12T12:53:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-01-12T13:14:34.591+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Belgium, Luxemburg</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://marinka.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/DSCN8386-726928.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://marinka.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/DSCN8386-726920.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;На самом деле идея такого поста была запозичена у Андрюхи :) Надеюсь ты не против?&lt;br /&gt;Итак... 2 месяца спустя про Бельгию :) Но лучше поздно, чем никогда! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Royal, architecture, history, Belgium ella beer chocola :) 100 pudovo wrong spelling… no mne vse ravno! &lt;br /&gt;2 days, 3 cities, 2 countries: Brussels, Luxembourg , Brugge. Euro Parliament, euros, “traditional Luxembourg food – Kebab” :), coffee &amp; beer again, friends, old good times, gluevine, excursions, water, channels, boats, pictures. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://marinka.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/DSC01889-778253.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://marinka.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/DSC01889-778246.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13953049-1939178259319081482?l=marinka.nomadlife.org%2Fdefault.aspx' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13953049/1939178259319081482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13953049&amp;postID=1939178259319081482&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13953049/posts/default/1939178259319081482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13953049/posts/default/1939178259319081482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marinka.nomadlife.org/2008/01/belgium-luxemburg.aspx' title='Belgium, Luxemburg'/><author><name>Marina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04050522659599260678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01807288914160653619'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13953049.post-3798783362605536153</id><published>2007-11-14T22:59:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T21:26:31.319+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Azov Sea'/><title type='text'>The Black Sea and my Azov Sea...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://marinka.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/4-700845.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://marinka.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/4-700828.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feels so sad and when i see what's happening with my favorite seas... with the Azov Sea. &lt;br /&gt;When 2 countries blame each other who's guilty instead of cleaning it all up fast! &lt;br /&gt;Some ships sank, sailors are dead and missing ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://marinka.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/3-744280.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://marinka.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/3-744275.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://marinka.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/2-713000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://marinka.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/2-712995.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oil tanker split more than 1,000 tons of fuel oil... And not only that!!!&lt;br /&gt;30% of that oil will accumulate on the bottom. That means that for the next decades there will be no fish! That means no money for a regular fisher family! That means a way less tourists in Russia, Ukraine, Romania, Bulgaria and Turkey and that’s an economical disaster!!!  &lt;br /&gt;Many people are concerned that the effects of the spill would last for &lt;a href="http://edition.cnn.com/2007/WORLD/europe/11/12/russia.ships/index.html#cnnSTCVideo"&gt;years&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless Ukraine!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13953049-3798783362605536153?l=marinka.nomadlife.org%2Fdefault.aspx' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13953049/3798783362605536153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13953049&amp;postID=3798783362605536153&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13953049/posts/default/3798783362605536153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13953049/posts/default/3798783362605536153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marinka.nomadlife.org/2007/11/my-azov-sea.aspx' title='The Black Sea and my Azov Sea...'/><author><name>Marina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04050522659599260678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01807288914160653619'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13953049.post-1603918624280014539</id><published>2007-11-11T18:37:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T18:57:22.936+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Zagreb'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Croatia'/><title type='text'>Zagreb</title><content type='html'>Though i hate autumn and feel like all the deep inner fears and insults float to the surface there's something i want to share. &lt;br /&gt;Something that melts my heart and soul. Random pictures done by random people of the random corners of Zagreb. &lt;br /&gt;No matter how you feel, when you walk by all those places, everything is becoming so important and so indifferent at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;The city i'm starting to fall in love with... Zagreb:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://marinka.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/5-780929.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://marinka.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/5-780927.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://marinka.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/3-749934.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://marinka.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/3-749929.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://marinka.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/2-728714.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://marinka.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/2-728711.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://marinka.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/1-776260.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://marinka.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/1-776258.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13953049-1603918624280014539?l=marinka.nomadlife.org%2Fdefault.aspx' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13953049/1603918624280014539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13953049&amp;postID=1603918624280014539&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13953049/posts/default/1603918624280014539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13953049/posts/default/1603918624280014539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marinka.nomadlife.org/2007/11/zagreb.aspx' title='Zagreb'/><author><name>Marina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04050522659599260678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01807288914160653619'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13953049.post-8181765730837443954</id><published>2007-11-11T16:50:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T17:06:23.567+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Feels good to be back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just because there are some things at work to do, study, many questions to answer, lots of thing to acomplish.&lt;br /&gt;Feels good as well as i had many meeninful conversations at home. And maybe it's "just one week after syndrome" of coming back from home and i'm so full of energy! Ready to do so many things! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i know what my dad expects from me, now i know what my mom wants me to be. I know what i want to do and where i want to go. Maybe just a question of time and luck? And maybe to be in the right place on the right time :)  &lt;br /&gt;We'll see...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13953049-8181765730837443954?l=marinka.nomadlife.org%2Fdefault.aspx' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13953049/8181765730837443954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13953049&amp;postID=8181765730837443954&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13953049/posts/default/8181765730837443954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13953049/posts/default/8181765730837443954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marinka.nomadlife.org/2007/11/feels-good-to-be-back.aspx' title=''/><author><name>Marina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04050522659599260678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01807288914160653619'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13953049.post-4288251544117121861</id><published>2007-11-09T20:13:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T20:14:27.207+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Question'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today I want to know how it feels like to be passionate about something!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13953049-4288251544117121861?l=marinka.nomadlife.org%2Fdefault.aspx' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13953049/4288251544117121861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13953049&amp;postID=4288251544117121861&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13953049/posts/default/4288251544117121861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13953049/posts/default/4288251544117121861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marinka.nomadlife.org/2007/11/today-i-want-to-know-how-it-feels-like.aspx' title=''/><author><name>Marina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04050522659599260678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01807288914160653619'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13953049.post-3609614055120730027</id><published>2007-10-31T08:34:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T08:46:01.234+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Random thoughts</title><content type='html'>How many times you think this is the last time? What am i doing wrong? How many times you can fall in pieces and start all over? When it's the time when it's really over? When you don't wait and question yourself what's the f.. is wrong?! &lt;br /&gt;I keep questioning. &lt;br /&gt;I try to see the good in life. The good things in life are hard to find.&lt;br /&gt;Can we make something good out of this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot wait...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a feeling that we're wasting too much time being strong and holding on.&lt;br /&gt;I'll try to do it right this time.&lt;br /&gt;Hope it's not over.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13953049-3609614055120730027?l=marinka.nomadlife.org%2Fdefault.aspx' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13953049/3609614055120730027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13953049&amp;postID=3609614055120730027&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13953049/posts/default/3609614055120730027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13953049/posts/default/3609614055120730027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marinka.nomadlife.org/2007/10/random-thoughts.aspx' title='Random thoughts'/><author><name>Marina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04050522659599260678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01807288914160653619'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13953049.post-7371226177791648254</id><published>2007-10-09T22:55:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T23:24:54.267+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend in Istria region</title><content type='html'>Early morning. Charming sea square. Coffee, warm and crispy croissant, morning sun and the Sea…. I’m in Istria. Geographically I’m in Croatia but I feel like I’m in Italy.&lt;br /&gt;People speak Italian, signs are on Italian as well :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lady we rent apartment told us that her grand father was born in Austria, her father in Italy, she in Yugoslavia and her daughter in Croatia and it’s the same place, the same city Pula… &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pula:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://marinka.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/1-700980.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://marinka.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/1-700774.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://marinka.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/2-736372.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://marinka.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/2-736366.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://marinka.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/pula-2-795243.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://marinka.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/pula-2-795229.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Romans arrived here in 177 BC and transported it into s significant commercial center. They also build an impressive amphitheatre “ARENA”, it’s the sixth largest amphitheatre in the world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Brijuni Islands:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://marinka.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/2-740642.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://marinka.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/2-740630.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://marinka.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/1-701735.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://marinka.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/1-701725.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A small archipelago of 14 islands became famous as the private Tito’s resort area before being converted into national park. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rovinj:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://marinka.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/DSCN8060-721356.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://marinka.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/DSCN8060-721345.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://marinka.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/DSCN8078-731098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://marinka.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/DSCN8078-731088.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://marinka.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/DSC01163-774247.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://marinka.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/DSC01163-774241.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my favorite!!!!&lt;br /&gt;So delicately situated between medieval port and modern resort it has managed to preserve its beauty and character better then anywhere else on the peninsula’s west coast. Rovinj is the most Italian city on the coast. &lt;br /&gt;There are so many seafood restaurants that you can hardly chose where to go :) but in Croatia, do as Croatians are, go only to those places where you see customers :) But this rule can probably apply to anywhere you go :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13953049-7371226177791648254?l=marinka.nomadlife.org%2Fdefault.aspx' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13953049/7371226177791648254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13953049&amp;postID=7371226177791648254&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13953049/posts/default/7371226177791648254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13953049/posts/default/7371226177791648254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marinka.nomadlife.org/2007/10/weekend-in-istria-region.aspx' title='Weekend in Istria region'/><author><name>Marina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04050522659599260678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01807288914160653619'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13953049.post-91946343514951576</id><published>2007-10-03T21:31:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T22:27:34.652+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend in Germany :)</title><content type='html'>It was literally a weekend to remember :)&lt;br /&gt;During one weekend I managed to see my very dear ladies in Munich and Stuttgart! People I admire and respect! &lt;a href="http://ulli.typepad.com/"&gt;Ulli &lt;/a&gt;and Ksyushka. &lt;a href="http://marinka.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/ya-i-ulli-709578.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://marinka.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/ya-i-ulli-709565.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Even though many years have passed, nothing has changed :) Charming and welcoming smiles on their faces, amazing time spent together talking and sharing many tings! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Together with Ksyushka &lt;a href="http://marinka.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/DSCN7811-734757.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://marinka.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/DSCN7811-734749.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ksyushka and her son :)&lt;a href="http://marinka.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/Ksyu-789992.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://marinka.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/Ksyu-789973.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss you ladies!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13953049-91946343514951576?l=marinka.nomadlife.org%2Fdefault.aspx' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13953049/91946343514951576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13953049&amp;postID=91946343514951576&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13953049/posts/default/91946343514951576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13953049/posts/default/91946343514951576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marinka.nomadlife.org/2007/10/weekend-in-germany.aspx' title='Weekend in Germany :)'/><author><name>Marina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04050522659599260678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01807288914160653619'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13953049.post-3290569804847006149</id><published>2007-08-30T17:21:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-08-30T17:25:10.873+03:00</updated><title type='text'>my first cultural shock</title><content type='html'>I had my first cultural shock :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every employee has his own box on the floor for different purposes including distribution of the promotional materials. &lt;br /&gt;But I was really surprised when i saw in those boxes envelopes with salary invoices! &lt;br /&gt;And everybody takes only his/her :))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back home it would not work i guess :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13953049-3290569804847006149?l=marinka.nomadlife.org%2Fdefault.aspx' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13953049/3290569804847006149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13953049&amp;postID=3290569804847006149&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13953049/posts/default/3290569804847006149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13953049/posts/default/3290569804847006149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marinka.nomadlife.org/2007/08/my-first-cultural-shock.aspx' title='my first cultural shock'/><author><name>Marina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04050522659599260678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01807288914160653619'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13953049.post-7159771793309337870</id><published>2007-08-30T17:19:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-08-30T17:52:17.852+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Balkans'/><title type='text'>Balkans</title><content type='html'>I've heard today that in Balkans there's no common sense. That there are no rules! Just procedures...&lt;br /&gt;Well... cannot agree with that. But for the moment i still do not have my own point of view on that topic.&lt;br /&gt;I realise that i do not know any history, nothing. This is where i need to discover!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13953049-7159771793309337870?l=marinka.nomadlife.org%2Fdefault.aspx' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13953049/7159771793309337870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13953049&amp;postID=7159771793309337870&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13953049/posts/default/7159771793309337870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13953049/posts/default/7159771793309337870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marinka.nomadlife.org/2007/08/ive-heard-today-that-in-balkans-theres.aspx' title='Balkans'/><author><name>Marina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04050522659599260678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01807288914160653619'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13953049.post-8752325557128644211</id><published>2007-08-20T12:35:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-08-20T12:37:43.989+03:00</updated><title type='text'>one month after</title><content type='html'>It’s already one month since I’m here, in Zagreb, Croatia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m at that state of mind when you do not pay attention to the timing… From Monday to Friday you do not have time to think about that, you carry on with your everyday work. And suddenly realise that it's already one month. Something has changed, something is much more vivid in my mind. And so many things I start to miss badly…&lt;br /&gt;Some of the expectations were a way to high, need to come down and accept what i have. Too many things I need to focus on. Too much work. A huge difference from what I had in Kiev. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deep deep inside feeling extremely home sick … This is just one month… 9 more to go …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling a bit empty and tired…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13953049-8752325557128644211?l=marinka.nomadlife.org%2Fdefault.aspx' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13953049/8752325557128644211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13953049&amp;postID=8752325557128644211&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13953049/posts/default/8752325557128644211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13953049/posts/default/8752325557128644211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marinka.nomadlife.org/2007/08/one-month-after.aspx' title='one month after'/><author><name>Marina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04050522659599260678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01807288914160653619'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13953049.post-1990529507632401854</id><published>2007-08-06T17:37:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T17:41:22.479+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Second weekend in Zagreb</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://marinka.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/DSCN6999-761250.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://marinka.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/DSCN6999-760592.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s amazing how fast the time fly! And it’s already second weekend in Croatia and second time I’m out of the city.&lt;br /&gt;Me and my colleague we went to the Plitvice National Park lakes, which is the biggest and the oldest in Croatia. And for the moment the most beautiful place I saw in Croatia. There’re 16 big and small lakes connected by waterfalls. &lt;br /&gt;It’s a very strange natural formation! But it’s very very beautiful! &lt;br /&gt;For sure worth visiting!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://marinka.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/DSCN6988-764949.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://marinka.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/DSCN6988-764502.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People at work start asking me if I feel at home in Zagreb? Well… not yet… but I start like the place and its surroundings!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13953049-1990529507632401854?l=marinka.nomadlife.org%2Fdefault.aspx' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13953049/1990529507632401854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13953049&amp;postID=1990529507632401854&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13953049/posts/default/1990529507632401854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13953049/posts/default/1990529507632401854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marinka.nomadlife.org/2007/08/second-weekend-in-zagreb.aspx' title='Second weekend in Zagreb'/><author><name>Marina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04050522659599260678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01807288914160653619'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13953049.post-6327960664052147794</id><published>2007-08-06T17:30:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T17:37:38.611+03:00</updated><title type='text'>First weekend in Zagreb!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://marinka.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/DSCN6883-724417.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://marinka.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/DSCN6883-724415.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up really early on Sat and thought of going to the central market where people usually buy any type of veg and fruits. Was waking narrow streets and was surprised that a walk from my place to the city center is only 14 mins! I was so happy and excited! The market… well nothing much to say about the market, but the one which is close to it is a Flower market! That was something amasing! So many different flowers! I’m going to buy every weekend for my new apartment :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://marinka.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/DSCN6934-706760.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://marinka.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/DSCN6934-706757.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more unexpected thing happened! I went to the Adriatic coast! For the whole day I was at the sea side! It was so cool!!! 3 hours drive by charter bus from Zagreb and you’re for the whole day by your own on the beach! My favorite time spending spot! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sea was so good and welcoming! My god… how much I miss my home … family and my favorite Azov Sea! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I start felling in love with Croatia and Adriatic. I want to feel myself like at home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13953049-6327960664052147794?l=marinka.nomadlife.org%2Fdefault.aspx' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13953049/6327960664052147794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13953049&amp;postID=6327960664052147794&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13953049/posts/default/6327960664052147794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13953049/posts/default/6327960664052147794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marinka.nomadlife.org/2007/08/first-weekend-in-zagreb.aspx' title='First weekend in Zagreb!!!'/><author><name>Marina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04050522659599260678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01807288914160653619'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13953049.post-5900158435747135294</id><published>2007-07-27T17:59:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-07-27T18:12:28.802+03:00</updated><title type='text'>some more days...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://marinka.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/DSCN6827-727914.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://marinka.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/DSCN6827-727912.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27 July, 2007&lt;br /&gt;forth day in the office. &lt;br /&gt;All went smooth and good. People seam to be very friendly and kind! And looks like they do not need anything back in return. Just some attention and respect to their culture! &lt;br /&gt;Maybe it’s the Mediterranean blood talking :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more thing! I love my room! It’s the best I’ve ever rented!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13953049-5900158435747135294?l=marinka.nomadlife.org%2Fdefault.aspx' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13953049/5900158435747135294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13953049&amp;postID=5900158435747135294&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13953049/posts/default/5900158435747135294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13953049/posts/default/5900158435747135294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marinka.nomadlife.org/2007/07/office.aspx' title='some more days...'/><author><name>Marina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04050522659599260678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01807288914160653619'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13953049.post-5238462669504713975</id><published>2007-07-27T17:57:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-07-27T17:59:15.538+03:00</updated><title type='text'>New wave...new start...</title><content type='html'>23 July, 2007&lt;br /&gt;Well looks like it’s finally the time! &lt;br /&gt;I’m sitting at the airport and feeling like a new chapter in my life is about to start. &lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I was overloaded with so many emotions! I had a feeling that I’m going back to India. &lt;br /&gt;And a waterfall of emotions reached my shoulders. All what happened to me in India became so vivid. Everything became alive for a moment! Work, life and relations…&lt;br /&gt;Small drops of tears washed away all fears. &lt;br /&gt;Meri jaan, I’m so happy that you are always by my side, despite any drastically change of the mood.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13953049-5238462669504713975?l=marinka.nomadlife.org%2Fdefault.aspx' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13953049/5238462669504713975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13953049&amp;postID=5238462669504713975&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13953049/posts/default/5238462669504713975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13953049/posts/default/5238462669504713975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marinka.nomadlife.org/2007/07/new-wavenew-start.aspx' title='New wave...new start...'/><author><name>Marina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04050522659599260678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01807288914160653619'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry></feed>