Caligula's Imperial Ships: From Delirium to Conflagration A true story in a place that still holds its mystery. Lake Nemi, hidden among the forests of the Castelli Romani, south of Rome, holds one of the most disconcerting and fascinating stories of the Roman Empire. At its bottom, for centuries, lay two…
Provence: fragrant secrets, ancient cuisines, and legends. There's a corner of the world where the wind smells of lavender, villages are dressed in soft ochres, and markets whisper promises of freshly baked bread. Provence isn't just a region in the south of France. It's a slow way of seeing, of perceiving aromas, of…
The scent of lavender, a memory of Provence. Flavors born among lavender fields. In Provence, time is measured in golden light, and the soul breathes among the aromas. There's no rush: it's harvested by hand, smelled, tasted, shared. Each food tells a story of generations who have known how to live with the land...
🌿 That place I'd like to be Sometimes just an image makes your whole body want to be there. It's so easy to dream. Before, everything depended on imagination, some hidden memory, a yellowed postcard. But now... now I log on to Pinterest and my "dream places" board unfolds like a waterfall...
🌿 Celts, bagpipes, and witches: the ancient soul among the stones Where the stone keeps secrets, and the bagpipe sings them to the wind I arrived in Santiago many years ago, with the formal excuse of a postgraduate degree, and my heart ready to be surprised. Galicia was unfamiliar to me. I had never set foot on its land, nor tasted…
🌿 The well that sings deep within. Sometimes, wonder appears around a bend… Sometimes the most magical journeys don't happen between grand cities or on repeated postcards. Sometimes, wonder appears around a bend, as if it's been waiting for you. That's what it was: a revelation hidden among hills, lavender 🪻, and whispers…
Hay viajes que uno planea al milímetro, con reservas confirmadas, mapas impresos y un listado de restaurantes en cada ciudad. Y después están los otros. En una de mis vacaciones en Roma, alojándome en casa de amigos, sentí ese impulso que no se discute: quería volver a Venecia. Pero no para pasear por los canales…
How to survive your dream vacation Because travel isn't always perfect (and it doesn't have to be either) In recent years, traveling has become almost an emotional obligation. You have to do it. You have to show it. You have to live it as if it were a succession of perfect postcards. We travel for pleasure, for fashion, for necessity, for...
The senses of travel There are trips that don't need a passport. Sometimes a scent is enough. Or a song. And suddenly, I'm there. In Rome, I know I'm in Rome not because of what I see, but because of what I smell. The aroma of coffee in the air is not that of Madrid, nor that of...
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