The Senses of Travel

An intimate dawn on the Senna Parigi all'alba: the first city of the frastuono A sospiro spezzato mi svegliò e aprii gli occhi con la strana sensation di aver sognato. Outside, the light began to shyly filter through the trend, hinting at a new day in the city. Mi altai quasi di scatto, volevo vedere Parigi in silence, prima che…

An intimate sunrise over the Seine. Paris at dawn: the city before the hustle and bustle. A shaky sigh woke me, and I opened my eyes with the strange sensation of having been dreaming. Outside, the light was timidly beginning to filter through the curtains, hinting at a new day over the city. I almost jumped up, wanting…

After my experience in Santiago de Compostela and my growing curiosity about Celtic heritage, I embarked on a journey north. First Scotland, then Ireland... and finally, a small island I'd heard about long ago: the Isle of Skye. I arrived accompanied by a friend, but also on a personal quest...

When Memory Travels Through Scent It happens like this: a scent arrives gently, in slow motion, and in the very next second, a memory settles back into the present. Indeed, this is because the olfactory bulb connects directly to the amygdala and hippocampus, without filters. In an instant, scent awakens a deep emotion, and the…

It's like when a scent hits you gently, in slow motion, and the next second a memory settles back into the present. This happens because the olfactory bulb connects directly with the amygdala and hippocampus, without filters. In an instant, the scent rekindles a deep emotion, and the body responds accordingly. Studies show...

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,…

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….