I do believe that when a person travels alone and long enough, the roads are not taking him far, exactly the other way around to himself more. Travelling is a thing to find ourselves. Maybe because of this impact of my life, I can not think about living without it. This is a passion, this is the life itself.
Travelling is a thing which full of roads,clouds and seas at the mean time now. This is such a thing that every single person of my belongings are waiting in the end for this time. Travelling is a thing that it teaches you the value, importance and again life itself.
Travelling is sometimes enlarging the time and sometimes it helps it to fly over in a second. Can not wait to smell Bosphorus with a deep breath!
And of course travelling is a thing that can not be thought without melodies: here you are:
