When I was nine, I found a photo album of Vilnius. Spend all day day looking at those pictures. Those rooftops, little streets, churches mesmerized me for life. I told to myself, oh those people living there have to be so lucky. One day I will be one of them. After nine years I moved and promised never leave Vilnius. But you know, you make plans and God laughs.
Brussels became my last destination, my home, place where my little family lives and I'm happy here.
Meanwhile I visited other cities... Some of them I liked, some of them didn't touch my heart...
But nowhere else I felt more like home...And none of those visited cities took a bigger place in my heart than VILNIUS.