Last night, the temperature in my apartment dropped to 21 degrees. Outside, it was 11-13 degrees, and since there is no heating in the apartment, I could feel the cold creeping in through every crack. Although 21 degrees is still a fairly comfortable temperature for sleeping, I felt noticeably colder than usual.

Today in Turkey, the weather is perfect for a walk: it's sunny, with a temperature of around 22-23°C, and it feels a bit warmer in the sun, around 26-27°C. There's a light breeze, making the air fresh and pleasant. It's a great time to walk along the seafront, enjoy the views, and breathe in the sea air. The leaves rustle in the trees, and the scent of fresh flowers is in the air. It's a wonderful moment to relax, recharge with positive energy, and just enjoy the present.

Autumn has officially come to Turkey, the days have become shorter, and the air is fresh and cool. It's been raining all day today, and the wind is truly autumnal — sharp and cold. Most people have already started to dress warmer, putting on jackets, sweaters, and wrapping themselves in scarves.

This morning in Turkey was windy and partly cloudy, with active waves on the sea, reminding that winter is coming soon. At 9:05, the whole country observed a minute of silence: cars and public transport stopped, people on the streets paused as the siren sounded, paying their respects. It was at this exact time in 1938 that the president and founder of the Turkish Republic, Mustafa Kemal Atatürk, passed away.

After Serbia, I went to Montenegro, to the city of Podgorica, and this trip was a real surprise for me! The first thing that struck me was the silence and calm in the country on Sundays. It felt like even the shops decided to take the day off.

This happened in France. I was walking on the French streets, enjoying the European atmosphere and taking nice photos to remember it. The streets were full of life: street musicians were playing music, and cafes smelled of fresh pastries. Every corner felt special, and I couldn’t resist taking pictures of everything.

I finally made it to Serbia and I’m currently in Belgrade. The city is quite interesting; it feels like a blend of European and Russian influences. The first thing that caught my eye was the flowers on balconies and even in the hallway of the apartment I rented. These little details create a special atmosphere and make you feel different.

I was stuck in traffic for about five days and finally reached the Russian checkpoint. I walked up to the officer — it was a woman, a bit strict. She started asking the usual questions: how old I am, where I’m going, where I work. I said I’m a developer.