Happy New Year to all of you.
I hope you had a good year — and that this one brings the things you care about, the things you want to do, and the things you’ve been putting off for way too long.
So that by the end of 2026, you’re looking back at a year full of good memories.
Have a great one…
…and let’s make 2026 the best one yet.
A quick shot of Jeremy testing some fireworks before the night.
I’m not a big fan of New Year’s.
I don’t like the expectations.
Every year gets marketed like it’s going to be the most magical night ever… and then it’s the same cold, crowded, mediocre experience.
And don’t get me started on the social pressure — stay home and you’re “boring.” Go out and you spend a fortune.
The only New Year’s I really enjoyed were in Cape Town, South Africa… and the three wonderful years I had in New Zealand.
Not just because it was a warm summer night, swimming in a private pool overlooking downtown Auckland with probably the best view of fireworks I’ve ever seen…
…but because people actually wanted to celebrate.
Everyone was happy.
It’s a completely different feeling welcoming the new year in shorts, with a beer in your hand, barbecuing, and jumping into a pool.
You kind of wish the night would never end.
But anyway…
Gonna make the best of tonight.
And hopefully make a couple of good memories along the way.
Here’s a classic communist block of flats — the place where I grew up.
Where I learned to ride a bike… where I first ice-skated… where I spent whole summers inline skating up and down this side streets.
It’s a quiet urban street in Karviná, in the northeast of the Czech Republic — the place I called home for 24 years.
Back then it was dark, cold, and honestly… pretty miserable in winter.
That was 25 years ago.
Since then, the whole area went through a massive reconstruction.
And now?
It’s beautiful.
It actually makes me want to come back.
Something hit me recently.
I read this line:
“All the shit we collect throughout our lives means nothing. We come with nothing. We leave with nothing. The shit you buy will get sold, given away, or scrapped. It makes more sense to take that money and travel.”
I couldn’t agree more.
Never in my life have I felt happier than when I was on the road.
There’s something about it.
I believe every gadget, every upgrade, every “thing” we own — big or small — eventually ends up in someone else’s hands or in a landfill.
But the memories?
The places you’ve been, the people you’ve met, the moments that burned themselves into your mind — those stay forever.
They become you.
You’ll take them to your grave.
That’s why traveling should be high on your list of priorities.
I once saw a video of a guy walking the streets, asking older people what they’d do if they were young again.
And every single one of them — without hesitation — answered the same thing:
Travel more.
7:13 a.m. — Love shooting at this hour, just before the sun comes up. It’s peaceful, it’s beautiful out there!