Surroundings here looked like winter doff city snow all around, small cozy streets lazy mountains all a round smiling at you like people who you may meet in streets they smile a lot more then in Latvia it is use to.
The weird thing here is the churches bells – kind of creepy, ringing all the time – in Latvia usually bells rang in churches if somebody is died.
So it reminds me all the time how short is life.
Every spot here is whit a history berth – every corner has his own story, who is not lost in nowadays harsh life stile, people here respect they rots, appreciate, love and adore what they got. They know the value of it who works hard to save it.
In evening walks in city are full of surreal feeling like out of time and space – streets here are peace full and soft, but at the same time whit specific character, whit they own face and gallant posture.
From every place in Kamnik is possible to see mountains, hills – view in sunny day takes breathe away, clouds become one whit mountain peaks.
That view is that light and tasty like sugarvate mmmm, freash air, worm, kindnes. Slowely start to understand language, every one here free speaks English – so no problem to communicate and whit out capital city rush.
