I had dreamed of Venice. Many have come and left this surreal city before me, but this was my day. End of August, cloudy and very hot. The sea at sunset was a little wild in some areas, invading restaurant patios and I loved every minute of it. Continue Reading…
Where have I’ve been this Summer? Travelling and going back, again, again and again to the United Kingdom. Flew to London and boarded the many stagecoaches travelling through The Cotswolds. We settled in Gloucester and every day boarded, with our one week travel pass, the next stagecoaches always available. Chose buses to actually see the great outdoors and not worry if we were going to grab a late drink in whatever village we were going to that day.
Picturesque villages, each with its own unique character, where time stands still – this is The Cotswolds. Of the many we saw, I’ll leave you with these three: Continue Reading…
Ah… Summer in London. With long, cool, breezy nights. Summer in the city is something else. If you’re planning to see the city from above, Sky Garden is the free place to book. Located in the Fenchurch Building or the Walkie-Talkie, the garden is huge and you will enjoy plenty of 360 views. Last time our very high experience was enjoyed during the day. This time we made a booking at night, and the difference was quite spectacular. There’s live music and lots of people enjoying themselves in the dark, with only dim lights to guide you, so as not to eclipse the amazing London city lights at night. The balcony is closed at night though. Continue Reading…
In a place where time stands still. In a place where Spring is almost seen. In a place where I occasionally hang out. Between the Spring flowers, between hills and country houses. Between the mountains far away, where Winter still resides: white peaks with a few drops of snow. Continue Reading…
A good move to do this Spring is to find the pinkest magnolia tree and surround yourself with its beautiful flowers. Then you’ll know that Spring is fully here. Ditch the black, the warmth of puffer jackets and let the delicate warm Spring sun leave a little soft bronze on your very white Winter skin. Continue Reading…
The beginning of Spring. Black butterflies in my ears. My favorite black knitted tube scarf. An adored black trench coat. A simple pattern dress and my black boots. Strolling again through the nearest woods, this time without my witch hat, only my very dark midnight blue eyes. Continue Reading…
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