I begin my adventure in Vietnam with the end. I couldn’t return from my vacation without any mishaps… After two weeks of traveling through Vietnam and tasting – literally and figuratively –…
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The Coronation Concert – on a picnic with the British
We started with jokes the day after the Coronation, when the sun warmed our bodies soaked by the rain of May 6th: they say the rain had been Princess Diana’s curse, since…
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Chasing the King!
I’ll start with the end of the story, although I know, it’s kind of stupid to sell the end of the book and then want or hope that people will read it.…
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MAGAZINUL VICTORIA – gloria apusă a Galeriilor Lafayette din Micul Paris
Ce stiam eu cand eram copil despre trecutul glorios al Magazinului Victoria? Nimic. Magazinul Victoria – 50 de magazine intr-unul singur – era sloganul care ni l-a facut celebru pe vremea lui…
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LUCCA – the jewel of Tuscany
Helplessly in love with Florence, during my frequent visits there I sought to see other cities in Tuscany or even further from it, too. That’s how I discovered Lucca. The first time…
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Bibury – the most beautiful village in England
I had no idea this place existed. And, when I found out about it, it was never “on my way”. So far… It is 130 km from London, in the Cotswolds region.…
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BOLOGNA – as simple as… “pasta” :)
“Yes, of course, you’re going to Florence, you won’t stay here” – a salesman told me when he heard that I was only staying for one night and one day in Bologna.…
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The glasses that made me see the King of England
I would never have thought to take my sunglasses, knowing that I was going to a cold London, where snow was predicted. Big mistake! When I got there, there was so much…
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Snails – from a childhood song to a plate…
I have never been a fan of snails on a plate. I grew up with other eatable creatures… The first time I ate snails was in France, “so that I don’t die…
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Bulgaria, a Romanian land…
I had a vacation this summer: a day and a half in Bulgaria!J When you work all summer (like me and, probably, the ants…), any escape becomes like… a big arrogance. Or…
