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Saint Malo. If it was my last trip in France this year, it sure was the best possible. (I do … More
Is it a consolation to feel there are so many places in this world where you could easily live, even … More
Flâner. Maybe one of the most important words I’ve ever learned in French. It must have made a lightbulb effect … More
Bonifacio, Corsica. What I love about summer and miss dearly in winter is the liveliness of the streets, how half … More
On a day trip to this charming town, in-between cups of coffee, glasses of rosé (just because it was too … More
in three separate days 28.8.18 : The first taste of this town is sweet. Because it’s kind and discreet, warm … More
Faro. I’m sharing my love for Algarve drop by drop. I can’t believe it’s been a month since I came … More
Always refreshing to find those witty or not little wisdoms while taking a walk through Parisian streets. It makes me … More
Corsica, the beloved. Besides the occasional (delicious!) dinner and ice-cream at Porto Vecchio, this was the only Corsican town I … More
What struck me on Tenerife was the contrast between the North and the South. Soon after you land at the … More
Bonifacio, Corsica. For WPC: Place in the World. Several years ago, the choice for this post would have been so … More
Before I officially gather together the impressions of my family vacation on Tenerife, here’s a quick one, a specific selection … More
Montpellier. I rarely search for art in the streets. But, I guess that’s because I never have to. The best … More
Montpellier, France. I guess all of those Thursday posts got to me. I had begun to notice doors around me … More
I guess we have a winner. To be honest, I didn’t really feel that excited about going to Montpellier. I … More
Abbey Bookshop, librairie canadienne. This week, I was a lucky girl. All of those woulda, coulda, shoulda wishes I usually … More
Should I hide that my trip to Avignon was somehow not just a casual weekend away? It was the first … More
It’s probably quite an easy job to be a tour guide in my town, even if you get lost, your … More
La Rochelle. I can understand people’s obsession with doors we see in all those blog posts collecting the wonder of … More
Sometimes, it’s good to not have expectations and just go to a place you hear is nice. Not knowing what … More
Let’s forget the grand cities and go-to destinations. Not just the big avenues and famous monuments, but all those talked-about … More
Québec City. Is there a better thing to do in a city than take one corner after another for a … More
This city is so smooth. It may not overwhelm you, but you will still appreciate its lightness of being. It … More
A few days had passed and I honestly started believing I would never get it, that I’m forever limited to … More
Isn’t it funny how sometimes we get the biggest warnings for the things, cities, sites we enjoy the most in … More
The three days in this small Atlantic seaside town, three hours from Paris, was exactly what I needed. The mixture … More
Lyon, France. In the density of city streets the air thickens between the walls of too-close-by houses, walls that cannot … More
Slovenian towns are small, even the bigger ones. So, visiting one of the smaller ones cannot take much of your … More
Bordeaux, France. During a walk through the many charming Bordeaux streets, after a much-needed coffee in a warm local café, … More
Le petit Paris. That’s how they call it, I was said.
La ville rose. Because different shades of red and pink colour reign here. And they will enchant you. I spent … More
I’m not sure what to write about Lyon. It left me empty and numb, just as its life seemed to be, although I appreciated the climbs and the relaxing banks.
Markets, city markets, where everything that can be offered gathers: food, music, people with their voices, products, bargains, styles, street … More
I saw this girl on her inspirational quest every day on my way out of the hostel and into the streets of Barrio Bellavista, Santiago de Chile, exploring as she seems to…
…there is a side where, because of feeling unlimitedly everything in us as it is here and now, we allow the place to touch us in ways it otherwise couldn’t and reveal layers of its own being we’d otherwise ignore.
The city that will always, no matter how I try to escape it, be my home. The one where I’ll notice the little things and the little people who have changed or haven’t.
I keep coming back to Valparaiso in these challenge-inspired posts and now, it is becoming clear why. It is the city where I had most fun, for sure.
We are in France, right? Officially, yes.
When you’re focused on that one or a few things you absolutely have to see, then you forget about the fun and the view you might enjoy on the way there.
Whether a stairway or an alley, I found that in Valparaiso, it is the narrow ones that steal most of its charm.
Charming isn’t the word I would ever use for this city, a hauntingly stretched metropolis if you view it and its ever spreading horizons from Cerro San Cristóbal. But then there is a certain feel of delight in the streets of my favourite quarters…
The forgotten quarter of French capital? By tourists, maybe. By locals, no.
It seemed to me that this city is the European capital of street music.
Vernon is where you step off the train from Paris if you go to Giverny, visiting Monet’s garden. Since it is on your way, why not take its streets for a quick walk and find houses, carrying history on their walls.
This city is perfect for solo-travellers. Every day there is a new treasure, waiting to be found.
I’ll never forget that weird Saturday afternoon 8 years ago when I arrived to Paris, alone for the first time…
Today is my favourite day of the whole year, especially because I get to experience it in Paris for the second time in a row. The day of the music.
There is a point in solo-travel when you get uncomfortably nervous.
Sometimes you have a conversation with a certain conclusion and then the conclusion appears on the wall next to you, … More
After too long, I finally got the chance for a first glimpse of Normandy late this winter, during a weekend … More
Santiago, I liked you. But it is Valparaiso who stole a couple of pieces of my heart, when Atacama already … More
Street art in Barrio Bellavista, Santiago de Chile, the best part of the city for walking, chilling, having a lunch … More
A city which is in people’s minds too often caught in the stereotypes. What if one doesn’t rent/ride a bicycle, … More
Street art in Brussels.
One of the loveliest surprises, this city. Its hip, energetic and eternally young spirit with its easy-going atmosphere soon destroys … More
My favourite mini part of a big, dreamy and absolutely stunning mural made by various artists.
by Vhils. Just one of the beautiful faces he created from the empty walls of Paris.