"The French Riviera is the greenhouse where plants take roots. Paris is the place where flowers are being sold", said the eccentric Jean Cocteau. It is not the only artist who fell in love with the south of France, with its ...
I don’t want to diminish its charm, on the contrary, only I’m so fond of this chateau-hotel and its name is very nice. Here we are in Èze, in an idyllic little village, on the French Riviera...
....but only somewhere, in time. Because in Lyon Station, not far from Bastille Square, you’ll find (at any time) a train that stops for all those who are eager to discover its mystery, stories and its untouched charm for ...
The ageless romantic, Palm Court, from the famous Plaza Hotel, is the place where the swing of the “Crazy Years” always finds its rhythm, where Jay Gatsby’s impeccable, poplin shirts belong in here and where you seem to...
No, we haven’t arrived in Miss Austen’s Haye Park, we are still in Shanghai, in a place where tea is art, modus vivendi, poetry and history (nevertheless, the Chinese are the "forefathers" of the tea, the first people on earth who ...
....as a Chinese saying goes. I found it hidden in a "fortune cookie", in a restaurant in Shanghai. I’ve just remembered of it, while wondering why, from all the cities in the world, in which I went, in Shanghai I was ...
