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Tõttöelda on elus väheseid asju, mis suudavad üle trumbata neid suvehõngu täis päevi ning öid, kus aeg liigub omasoodu teistsuguses taktis tiksudes lõputusse vaikusesse ning sellel kõigel, mis väljaspool sedasama maalilist maailma toimub, ei ole sugugi mingisugust tähtsust. 

Ma ei ole juba väga ammu saanud tunda seda lõputut rahu ning omamoodi "vanaema kodu tunnet" täis seda olustikku, kus igasugused sisemised pinged, mõtted või tegevused, mis mõnel muul ajahetkel tähtsusetult palju tähelepanu nõuavad, justkui tühja õhku kaovad. Seda enam oli eelmine nädalavahetus ühtaegu ebareaalne kui maagiline, sest täpselt nõnda ma end nende päevade jooksul tundsingi: vaba, kerge ja õnnelikuna. 

Ausalt öeldes ei osanud ma Białowieża poole teel olles midagi sellelt paigalt oodata. Kui nende lugude tekitatud ootus, mis lubas igal pool piisoneid kohata, kõrvale jätta, hehe...Piisoneid ei näinud, kuid kui kohale jõudes meie peatumispaika sisse astusin ning esimese asjana vana head puupliiti nägin ja seda vana maja hõngu ninas tundsin, tundsin end just nagu kodus. Mind ümbritsesid küll suures jaos minu jaoks uued inimesed, kuid mõnikord ei olegi rohkem vaja, kui öelda tere ja mõista, et tegelikult oleme teineteist tundnud just nagu terve elu. Ja sedasi liikusidki päevad ühtesoodu mõnusa laiskuse, hiliste hommikusöökide, jutu- ning naljavada, pikkade jalutuskäikudega imeilusas metsas, suvesooja päikese all peesitades ning pidevalt mõeldes, kui imehea on olla.

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Truth to be told, there are not many things in life that can be more enjoyable than those special summery days and nights, where times moves slowly but steadily in its own pace into the seemingly endless silence and all those things, that take place outside of this scenic world is of no importance. 

I don't remember the last time I was lucky enough to feel this everlasting peace and one of a kind "grandmother's home" feeling. The one where all internal tensions, thoughts or actions, that on some other moments of  life require too much attention or care, just vanish into thin air. The more so was last weekend at the same time unreal and magical, because that's exactly how I felt during those days: free, light and happy. 

To be honest, I did not have many expectations on our way to Białowieża. Apart from the anticipation created by all the bison (or žubr as the Poles like to call them) related stories I had heard regarding the region, hehe...I did not see any of the promised bisons, unless you count in the aftermath of the amazing local Žubr "craft beer". But once we got to our location and as the first thing saw the good old style wood oven standing in the kitchen, felt that specific smell that only this type of old houses have, I felt home. I was surrounded mainly by completely new people, but sometimes you don't need more than to say hello and realise, that somehow it feels like you have known each other for your whole life. 

So that's how the days went by: feeling comfortably lazy, eating breakfast late into lunchtime while sitting in the garden and soaking in the sun, having all those borderline funny-stupid talks, long walks in the beautiful forest and constantly thinking how good it felt to be there. 

I really hope the upcoming months will bring along many of such wonderful trips, because apparently Poland has still so much amazing places worth discovering to offer.