Tag: Anton Khinchuk travel

No, seriously—it’s like I came from a ghost land with a passport to nowhere.
Maybe that’s why I’ve always had a craving to explore places before they change or vanish too.
So far, I’ve traveled to 29 countries, chasing sunrises, stories, and occasionally, street food that tests the limits of bravery.
I collect passport stamps the way some people collect sneakers—except mine come with cobblestone streets, tuk-tuk rides, and questionable Wi-Fi.
Every trip is a new chapter, and sometimes, a delicious mess.
I once spent an afternoon lost in a Turkish bazaar and found the best olives of my life.
Another time, I accidentally ended up at a wedding in Monaco—don’t ask, just know it involved a fancy dress code and a boat I wasn’t supposed to be on.
One country has my heart so completely, I’ve returned over 15 times.
It’s the kind of place that wraps around your soul like a warm blanket—with beaches, music, and memories that never fade.
I love airports, train stations, and those spontaneous road trips with no plan except “let’s just go.”
I’ve traveled solo, with friends, with family, and even with strangers who became lifelong companions.
Every journey has taught me something—how to say “thank you” in 12 languages, how to pack light (still working on that), and how to find the best coffee in any city.