Now, it comes the time when even my credit card is empty. I should say, I am not smart enough in earning money. I am sure there are many good and bad ways in every place to work it out, for which I am blind. Now the fact says I am in Perú, living and struggling in the high Andes, working morning and evening to cover the expense of the cheapest bed in the town and working of heart during the day for an amazing social project with 80 kids and no money to live by.
There is a donate button on my homepage. If you can donate 2$ it can be possible for me to go on. Don't rely on big donations, just rely on many of you.
I thought to make a fundarising to visit Machu Picchu here or for my flight back to Europe. Never thought that I will make a fundarising to survive. But it happened. The most annoying element is that I am happy. I know that one way or another everything will be ok. And that's the way I can think about - to ask you for help. The picture above reminds me of a children's game, called "little chair", which I played as a kid, where the others' hands lift you up. What I can give you back is my gratefulness.