There’s a small country in the heart of the Balkans that you might not find on a postcard or a trending travel list. Maybe you’ve never heard of it. Maybe you’ve never thought about visiting. But for me, it’s everything.
North Macedonia is where my roots are. It’s where I first learned how to dream — surrounded by mountains, family stories, and the quiet kind of beauty that never needs to shout. It’s not a place of luxury or fame, but it’s full of soul. And that makes it unforgettable.
I grew up here. I studied in Skopje, spent magical summers in Ohrid , wandered the elegant streets of Bitola, and learned to ski (and fall) in Mavrovo. Each of these places carries a part of who I am. This isn’t a tourist guide. It’s a piece of my heart.
Before I tell you more, I want you to feel it for yourself , through this short video I made. It’s not perfect, but it’s honest. Just a collection of quiet moments, everyday beauty, and places that raised me.
Welcome to my world ; https://youtube.com/shorts/I6IKZG_yQWQ?si=eO-wrr_YaTnlY4KH
I hope this glimpse into my country made you feel something and maybe, just maybe, you’ll think about visiting one day.
