Every city has a sex and an age which have nothing to do with demography. Rome is feminine. So is Odessa. London is a teenager, an urchin, and this hasn’t changed since the time of Dickens. Paris, I believe, is a man in his twenties in love with an older woman.
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Capri is Capri, nothing more to say… It is a piece of Paradise on Earth. The sun, the fragrance of the Sea, the food, the people. Walking in the narrow streets in a full moon summer night let you wish you will stay there forever. ~Max B~
Traveling is not just seeing the new; it is also leaving behind. Not just opening the doors; also closing them behind you, never to return. But the place you have left forever is always there for you to see whenever you shut your eyes.
I was missing Paris a ton this weekend so I thought I would post some of my pictures from my last trip in July.
A friend of mine suggested we both put on our berets and wish real hard and maybe we could make it back.
This is how I feel about Travel which I love to do. I love the feel of walking into a new city and knowing there is so much out there to learn. So many people out there to meet that will teach you something new about yourself.
Traveling is like flirting with life; It’s like saying “I would stay and love you, but I have to go; this is my station.”