“The beauty of Greece experienced in my travels pierced me with profound clarity”

Gazing out towards the endless beauty of the Aegean Sea, I slowly looked back. The simplistic beauty of a white domed church perched on the cliff edge overlooking the town was at once perfectly balanced with the warmth of the morning sun and blue sky. The beauty of Greece experienced in my travels pierced me with profound clarity. This ancient land and its people, despite many hardships over the centuries, had the courage to treasure its traditions and gift of hospitality. It seemed that adversity was balanced by a spirit of hope and fortitude. The character of the nation was reflected in the land and its architecture; faded and worn yet proud, warm and truly beautiful to behold.

“I could not but admire the classical beauty of Salzburg…”

Walking through the streets of Salzburg’s “Altstadt”, one is immediately plunged into an era of splendour. Sophisticated and colorful baroque facades line intricate streets, lane ways and squares of this beautiful city. Majestic spires and cupolas of churches , reminiscent of the medieval and renaissance periods of European history, transform the skyline. Walking down Kapitelgasse, and looking back down this beautiful lane I could not but admire the classical beauty of Salzburg with its exquisite buildings, simplistic yet elegantly designed.

“The sound of my footsteps and wisps of breath ascending into the cold winter air”

Walking down the main road of Vienna, a dimly lit street caught my attention. The night was cold; the harsh winter had driven the city folk into the warm comfort of their homes. Turning into the cobble stoned street, I was dimly aware of distant conversation. The sound of my footsteps and wisps of breath ascending into the cold winter air. Illuminated by the golden glow of lamps, a worn facade of simplistic beauty caught my attention. There I was, a lone silhouette in the profound silence of the night.