It was colours, it was flavours, it was people. It was experiences, details, history, past and future. It was East and West, it was all that in a bizarre blend – an acrobat that is gracefully walking on a tightrope with torn sand bags in his two hands which may at some point cause him…
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Paris, a delicate story
It is the winter that somehow makes this city even more magical. I find something less touristic about cold, wet, winter night walks and crossing bridges in windy days. The scenery of less crowded streets is really making you imagine of times long past, of elegant ladies under umbrellas held by gentlemen, or Parisian cafes filled with delicacies and of…
BCN in pictures …and feelings
If I could travel constantly, I would. If I could have a life on the road, I would too. That is how much I love seeing places and experiencing new things. One of the biggest concerns in my life is not having done too much until I am gone, although I see that fulfilling this…
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