Gaspé, Québec. When we are about to leave a certain place, eyes open up in a different way, thoughts swirl … More
La Rochelle. I can understand people’s obsession with doors we see in all those blog posts collecting the wonder of … More
If there is one destination in Slovenia that attracts the curious wondrous foreign eyes, it is lake Bled with its … More
The moments that make a year. For WPC.
Wordless Wednesday for Daily Prompt : Relocate.
Tadoussac, Québec. They say the sense of tranquility comes from within, but there were places I saw during my travels … More
At the top of Printemps, Boulevard Haussmann. I’m usually not the one encouraging people to go to department stores and … More
The place I should be obsessed about, even if only for two cute movies and those iconic scenes capturing the … More
One of the secrets to exploring Paris is to not only take the streets, but to also dive into its … More
A part of my summer wanderings in Paris, pretending to be a tourist when I stopped being one 3 years … More
Parc de Belleville.
Back to the old-school glow. For WPC.
Chute-Montmorency, Québec City. Some take their time and soak in the view, I, on the contrary, almost ran to the … More
Sometimes, the most usual family Sunday trip, a place you’ve passed by and seen a thousand times from your early … 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
A few of the best spots where those special, magical moments that make a journey worth it happened. Sunset : … More
Croatian beaches are not all ideal white sand ones. Maybe, that is why my ideal beach isn’t the white sand … More
This day gave me the whole package, and with that I mean the whole range of possible weather and the … More
Plage de Deauville, Normandie. Dipping your feet into the hot grainy sand and then into the refreshing ever flowing ocean, … More
Maybe, I should add this to the best reading spots list…
Gaspésie had had a great allure for me before actual arrival, but the very first morning I woke up in … More
Reflections after my journey through Québec, june 2017, part II That thing about travel, changing countries and distancing yourself from … More
It was an hour away from Montreal I finally felt I was in Canada. Canoeing on a small lake with … More
This city is so smooth. It may not overwhelm you, but you will still appreciate its lightness of being. It … More
It was the perfect day. Doing a spontaneous train trip with my best friend to Normandy, exploring the cheese markets … More
There are places, perfectly situated between the water and the hills, the rocks and the forests, where flora and fauna … More
Reflections after my journey through Québec, june 2017, part I I could start with so many things, still there was … More
A few days had passed and I honestly started believing I would never get it, that I’m forever limited to … More
La Forêt Magique, Percé, Quebec. A thick fog greeted me in the morning and all through the walk in the … More
France, like many European countries, is a treasure chest of (long) weekend trips, whether you want to explore charming old … More
He was watching a magnificently clear starry sky, in the pitch dark of a hill at the end of the … More
Isn’t it funny how sometimes we get the biggest warnings for the things, cities, sites we enjoy the most in … More
Wanderlust sometimes shows in less grand moments than we usually expect, yet it’s exactly there that it perhaps has that … More
Wordless Wednesday for the Daily Prompt.
The three days in this small Atlantic seaside town, three hours from Paris, was exactly what I needed. The mixture … More
Being a city girl, my everyday notion of nature usually ends with cats climbing roofs, trees along the avenues, luscious … More
Isn’t it funny how we measure our success as travelers in numbers sometimes? How many countries on how many continents, … 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
Playing with perspective in that moment on the top of a hill, looking at the view from the family ”weekend” … More
Living in Paris always leaves one with the impression this glorious city is all or at least the best the … 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.
Live tall, in all due respect to others and yourself.
At Institut Culturel Bernard Magrez, Bordeaux.
From the seed to the flower, from the fruit to the fallen leaves, the roots and the empty branches…
There’s nothing saying new horizons better than superb views, especially those including water or the higher bird-like eye. It inevitably … More
The cut between the summer holidays and working autumn that has now transformed into a chilling winter seems more brutal than the one during school years when the classes and the tests began.
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
It is here I always feel most at home, exactly where I’m supposed to be.
And what I admire is how the touristy and the local intermingle on the banks.
Water is healing. Petrohué River, Los Lagos, Chile.
The view or the smell of pine tress brings back so many things. The feel of summer alone, then the favourite summers of my childhood on the many islands of our neighboring country.
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.