Rooftop

Standing on a rooftop when suffering a major fear of heights probably wasn’t the best idea but hey, anything for the blog! After 5 minutes I was already screaming at Ilja that he had to keep his distance from the border because otherwise I’d have a heart attack. He probably thought I’m a drama queen but at least he listened 🙂

That heights scare me has actually nothing to do with the fact that I don’t like rooftops, they make you literally and figuratively look further than just what’s happening right in front of you. Nothing better than a late night chat about life with a bottle of wine on top of a building! You just can’t watch what’s happening underneath you.