It is October… The time of streets filled with a smell of baked chestnut, crunchy leaves, and cozy sweaters has finally arrived. Woods are dressing red and gold sweaters giving all the essence of the earth to be inhaled in one breath, the ripe earth; in a smell that is in no way inferior to the smell of the sea. For me, this is the smell which gives me feel of the home. If someone writes a book of most beautiful pleasures on Balkan this would probably be one of the main topics in that book. Balkan Hygge, some would say.