Looking for cheap tickets for a new weekend « escapade » in France, I found the cheapest I could find for Lyon on Ouibus. I left saturday night and arrived very early on sunday.
They call Venice the city of love but travelling there solo, I never felt alone or in need to make it a romantic stay. I stayed with a local met on Couchsurfing and enjoyed the time spent alone as much as the time spent with my host exploring the city. I was told many times how overrated this city was, but at the end of my trip I felt it might be just a little bit underrated instead.
First trip of the year , Portugal. A very short but intense trip. I discovered Lisbon with it’s colorful tiles , and spent my last day in Sintra and Cascais . Actually the first trip I had nothing planned. Just walking around and as always getting lost , eating lots of new meals and taking some pictures .
“There is but one Paris and however hard living may be here, and if it became worse and harder even—the French air clears up the brain and does good—a world of good.”
― Vincent van Gogh
Après Murano , direction Burano. Trop de couleur tue la couleur ? Impossible à Burano! Je dirai plutôt qu’autant de couleur ne peut que faire sourire. Ici on n’a pas le temps de faire grand chose à part se perdre dans les petites ruelles couleur bonbon, visiter les petites boutiques de dentelle