I have decided to put together a little compilation of Parisian doors. They always attract me like a magnet, in many different ways. Some by their beauty, some by their massiveness, others by unusual colors or intricate doorknockers. I especially like an old, heavy, seasoned doors. And, I always have the same desire – to see what lays beyond. If I am lucky, and somebody opens a heavy portal at that moment, I can catch a glimpse of a private garden, a beautiful cobble-stoned courtyard or dark mysterious passage.
While tourists are ticking boxes in their classic sightseeing lists, flocking to Tour Eiffel, Café De Fleur, Louvre and Sacré Coeur, some parts of the city get much less attention, not fitting into the global image of a beautiful and romantic Paris.
But this city has many faces. Until one starts living here, one doesn’t realize that Paris, Continue reading
Today is cooler outside and it drizzles in a very Scottish manner. But after having a week of heat without an air-conditioning, it’s very refreshing. There will be more of the hot days ahead, according to a weather report, but today we have a little preview of autumn.
The overcast weather started yesterday. We decided to give a visit to the Rodin Museum, bought the tickets ahead of time on the internet, and when we arrived at the gate, there was the longest queue. Imagine how we felt at that moment! We felt exactly this: very smart and cunning when they let us Continue reading
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The mornings and sometimes afternoons we spent on the beach. It was a pebble beach and I have noticed that all the beach goers there belonged to two categories: those who had a water shoes and those who had not. You could recognize the later by their peculiar walk.
The water there was cool, turquoise and incredibly clear (as everywhere in Dubrovnik, even in the harbor), a lovely cliff, covered with pine trees raised on one side of the beach. The locals liked to Continue reading
It has been two weeks since we had returned from Dubrovnik, but every time I think about our trip, I can still feel the hot sun on my face, see the sparkling Adriatic sea and hear the shrill screams of the swifts playing above the walls of the Old City.
The trip started with a pleasant realization that I have finally learned how to travel light. All my previous attempts failed, but this time I seem to remember that out of all the clothes I usually take with me, I end up using only one-third of it and regret bringing the rest. Not this trip.
This time packing was easy and fast and I was light as ever – down to one small cabin luggage. Granted, we were only going for 6 days and my handbag is so big, it can easily Continue reading