Postcards from around the world. Important reason to smile is enclosed.

         “No matter where I might be I am thinking of you, therefore I am sending you this postcard” – that’s what the postcard is for me. And I believe for my 22 years long life I have sent over 200 postcards from around the world to dozens of people. How cool is that to be in Europe and receive a postcard from Virgin Islands or Costa Rica?

               Two days ago I received a Christmas postcard  from my high school fellow and it indeed brought back all the wonderful memories of my gap year journey. It is not only about where do you travel, but mostly how you remember that place. World is a magical place with so many secrets to explore, so keep on going and never stop!

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From Yana Titova. Christmas mail

                Right now I am stretched between UK and USA, and will remain being in-between for couple of months more. If you would like to receive a postcard from me – with the biggest pleasure I will send a reason to smile to you! Let me know, facebook me (Alisa Sibrova) or let me know by dropping an email at

               Below you will find showcase consisting of postcards from my own collection from the places that I have been to. Enjoy!

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The search. The judgement. Church in a modern life: a silent haven for me.

                These thoughts never come in time or in the right moment. Usually after numerous missteps and mostly when it is just about to be late. We don’t like to be tied up to the traditions of the past, neither we want to be bothered with commitments for the future. Living life of the 21st … Continue reading The search. The judgement. Church in a modern life: a silent haven for me.

The city of my heart

             For days it is the first time ever that I have seen it rain in Nevada. No doubt, after spending almost a year in rainy England it reminds me of the city of my heart – Manchester. All the good times that I had, all the friends that I’ve made, all the life lessons … Continue reading The city of my heart

I was here: everywhere

           I must admit: nostalgia is not my element. But, surprisingly for myself, today I was all about it. I was going through old journals and diaries (who does not have them?!), postcards and what not.            Finally I found a box with fridge magnets, carefully collected from all over the world. I swear, I … Continue reading I was here: everywhere