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The #London Blast

Just a few photos from my trip to London. I had opportunity to be at the Olympic Games a support Croatian handball team and to explore London for the second time. With great friends it was a trip to remember! Continue reading The #London Blast


The Sweetest Days in Samobor

Visitig Zagreb? Do you want to see more? I suggest visiting Samobor, 15-minute ride west from Zagreb.

This weekend (13-14th Sept) you can enjoy Honey days of Samobor, and enjoy not just in view, in exploring city but also you will enjoy in gastronomy delights.

Samobor’s citizens and local caterers contributed to the city’s gourmet reputation by finding the right balance between the heritage and novelties which have inevitably entered their menus. With time, some of those novelties have also become a part of the tradition and are nowadays associated with the Samobor area.

Today, there is no tourist or visitor to Samobor who has left without trying a kremšnita (a custard slice) and homemade specialties, asking for the local salami, češnofka (a garlic-flavoured sausage), muštarda (a grape mustard sauce), having a glass of bermet (a red wine, fruit and herbs aperitif) or eating a krafna (a jam doughnut) during shrove-tide…

Feeling hungry? Then, see you in Samobor!

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When you have memories, you will always feel alive. Thank you Morocco!

Morocco from Stian Rekdal on Vimeo.

Chefchaouen Blues


All that white snow and grey street of Zagreb make me hate winter. I miss sunny days, I miss Moroccan “Inshallah” meaning “what ever happens, happens”. (Literally it means “it`s God`s will”). I miss days with no stress, no hurry and no worry.

I feel serene just looking at this picture and remembering that early morning while the streets were quite and calm. Well, that kind of days are yet to come – again…