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The Luxembourgish roads are made of twists and errant rambles through forests.
Sometimes, a picture can tell much more of a place than a thousand words…
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At the horizon, a shadow came slowly into focus: the renowned Tian Tan Buddha, a seated bronze statue also known as Big Buddha. We were getting closer to the destination…
Day minus 1: flight cancelled! Time minus 12h: All packed. No e-tickets in my inbox. Time minus 6h: A girl with heavy Indian accent picks up my call… Time -4h: STILL no e-tickets!
The rain suddenly stopped. Mist was slowly rising over the Li River, as the first karst mountains emerged out of the fog, forming a mysterious changing scenery.
Happy New Year! May 2016 be peaceful, prosperous and joyful for all of you, wherever you are around the world! Watch our 2015 recap video!
2015 has been a CRAZY YEAR for us: more than 30 destinations, 6 road trips and a major life event.
It’s by observing the locals’ daily life – how some get bored doing their work, or play to kill time, or choose their vegetables, or pray at the temple -, that a traveller can claim to “know” a place and its people.
A deafening sound of nothing. One that has absorbed all noise, all wooden creaking, all bird cry, all tire screeching. It is the absolute nirvana: welcome to Brancion, a medieval town in Burgundy with only 4 full-time residents.
The breath of autumn combs through our hair.
Sitting amidst falling leaves,
We observe the Larochette castle from afar,
Where sailing turtledoves look like silver stars.
If you don’t fear nostalgia, let Bruges take you back in time, to a past that can be incredibly vivid and sensual, creating a unique time suspension experience.
“Whenever you go on a trip to visit foreign lands or distant places, remember that they are all someone’s home and backyard.” – Vera Nazarian
Lately we’ve seen images of children’s bodies washing up on the shores of Europe, lying suffocated in the backs of trucks crossing borders, or being passed over barbed wire by desperate parents. How can we help?
“Vézelay is prodigious, enclosed in a sort of Switzerland of its own on a mountain that dominates the others, visible for miles around in a most thrilling harmony of landscape.” – Marcel Proust
We drove along wall-to-wall vineyards divided into plots, some of them proudly announcing organic farming. Suddenly a spot of colour emerged in the midst of the wine terraces…
First Stop on our Road Trip through Burgundy, France: Château de Tanlay (aka how I got kidnapped before my wedding)
As we entered into another secluded village, she suddenly stopped the car right in the middle of a deserted street. Not a soul anywhere. It all looked grand, and yet confusing.
We’re about to embark on the greatest journey ever. It is a journey that we hope will never end. A journey we have been waiting for more than a decade. A journey with a thousand destinations, unlimited in time and space. This is the journey of our life.
Budapest is a city that has been ransacked, destroyed, bombed, and rebuilt again and again. It takes a lot of resilience to get through this…
As we started our road trip from San Francisco to Los Angeles along the Pacific Highway 101, we spontaneously decided to take in Stanford along the way.
When the Nazis finally left Luxembourg, the nuns spent days and nights rubbing the walls with bread! This is how the Sisters saved the Benedictine Convent in Peppange. Mother Marie-Joseph smiled… she loved telling that story…
It is Sunday morning, 7:30 am. I just had a short night’s sleep. Yesterday’s road trip ended abruptly with rain and darkness. My mind is still peering through the windshield: that horribly smeared windshield.
If you really want to seize Cambridge, you have to wander, poke around, ask questions, conquer the information, and marvel at the peculiarity of it all.