The Orient Express and the Trans-Siberian Railway At the end of the 19th century, train travel across Europe was reserved for high-end travelers. Traveling on the Orient Express and the Trans-Siberian Railway was a luxury reserved for those with the time, money, and distinction. Some traveled to learn. Others to escape from their…
In the late 19th century, traveling by train across Europe was a privilege for the elite. It was a luxury reserved for those with time and wealth… a symbol of refinement. Some traveled to learn. Others to escape uneventful lives. And some longed to reach the farthest places: Romanov Russia, the spas of the Caucasus,…
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 where I would like to be Sometimes just an image is enough for your whole body to want to be there Dreaming of Provence That place where I would like to be – Dreaming of Provence is more than a phrase: it is a sensation that returns with every image that dazzles me. Dreaming is so easy….
🌿 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…
Sometimes, wonder appears around a bend... Sometimes the most magical journeys don't happen between major capitals or on repeated postcards. Sometimes, wonder appears around a bend, as if it's been waiting for you. That's how we discovered the Fontaine-de-Vaucluse well, a revelation hidden among hills, lavender 🪻, and whispers of water...
There are trips you plan down to the last detail, with confirmed reservations, printed maps, and a list of restaurants in each city. And then there are the others. On one of my vacations in Rome, staying with friends, I felt that undeniable impulse: I wanted to return to Venice. But not to stroll along the canals…
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...
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