The following post seem to have no connection to the theme of my blog but only from the first sight. Friendship and travelling, the connection is really vague, isn’t it? But, this post was born because of  my inattention, these photos are 5 months old and I paid attention to them only today. Why? Because I was searching for my old test and it reminded me how it is wonderful to have a friend and to travel to foreign countries, to be alone there and to spend the rest of your money onto a single telephone call to your friend. Thousands of miles lie between us, but her voice makes me feel alive and extremely happy.

I remember this day, as it was today. It was Thursday, on Friday we were going to have a very serious test. Me and my best friend Molly went to the library, but I got some doubts and, so they refused to give me a book. I was furious, for the 1st time in my life I didn’t know what to do and then Molly, my best “a bad penny” friend, who was absolutely awful at any subject, took a book. I can’t explain you my feelings, I was ready to kill her with my own hands. And suddenly, Molly came closer, gave me a book and told with the irresistible smile: “Hey, my darling, take it, show them that you are the best!” She left me speechless. For a couple of minutes I was stunned and didn’t know how to react. Do you understand me? I was ready to kill my best friend and she turned to be so generous girl. Shame on me! I wished the ground would open under me, how unfair my thoughts were. I still remember this unusual mixture of feelings: love, shame, devotion…

Afterwards we went to the National Botanic Garden and I discovered a rare talent in my friend – she is a perfect photographer, her photos are adorable. And they are a lame excuse for my inexcusable thoughts. These photos are my beloved ones!