In one of those je-ne-sais-quois moments we find ourselves nostalgically craving for Paris. It’s like missing chocolate or…or being homesick. Instead of trying to find the right words, we went to Paris in the springtime and fell in love with the city of lights again.
Travel is an exhilarating experience when your friends happen to be your travel guides too. It happened to us this spring when Sylvia and Miguel took us off the beaten track in Catalunya and its surprising history. Continue reading
It strikes me how hard it is to write about the places you love the most, like this oasis in Trinidad we are about to reveal. There’s an entire philosophy behind this thought. Somehow it all boils down to the people we meet in these places and their kindness…
After one week of exploring a place after another, jumping in taxis colectivos, traveling hours on uncomfortable buses, Trinidad was the promise of five quiet days. We knew it would be quiet because the description and all the reviews of the Casa Villa Hermosa we’d booked on AirBnb said so. Located right across the street from the sea, with spectacular views to the mountains, one bike ride away from the beaches, and five minutes taxi ride from Trinidad.
Trip to London.
Yes, London. You know…fish, chips, cup o’tea, bad food, worse weather, Mary f*Poppins (>>source) 🙂
Well, we haven’t tried fish & chips, nor drunk a cup o’tea, we did have great international food, the weather was sunny and haven’t bought any Mary Poppins souvenirs. Continue reading
This is not a post where we’ll feature vintage like pictures with pink flamingos two feet next to us on the beach. That would be in other parts of the Caribbean Sea. Hopefully, we’ll get to tell that story too somewhere in the future. This is a post about our 2 days in Cienfuegos, Cuba, the so-called “Pearl of the South”.
Cienfuegos had already influences of the Spanish Enlightment when it was founded by French emmigrants, who enriched the urban architecture and turned the narrow streets into large boulevards. This is the reason why this colonial town is different from any other in Cuba. Continue reading
The title says it all. When we woke up the next day in the casa particular and went up on the roof where our breakfast was served, the Vinãles landscape hit us like a meteor. Staring at the mountains, the clouds of turkey vultures and the fog unfolding over the tobacco plantations, gave us this strange feeling as if we were waiting for a dinosaur to appear from afar.
Havana. December 2, 2016.
The humidity and overbearing heat strike us as we arrive in the airport. We’re in December and winter has never felt more summerish. We pick a taxi to take us to our first casa particular. Four days left. Maybe that’s the reason why the electricity is cut off. Everything is so hazy and obscure. Continue reading
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