Je ne sais pas trop ce qui nous a pris, mais cet été nous nous sommes lancés dans notre propre Tour de France… en version panoramique, pas sportive. Nous avons acheté les billets il y a environ deux mois, mais je n’ai absolument pas eu le temps de préparer l’itinéraire comme je le fais d’habitude. …
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I’m not sure what came over us, but this summer we set our sights on a Tour of France… the scenic version, not the athletic one. We bought the tickets about two months ago, but I never had time to work on the route the way I usually do. Work was so demanding that I …
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Nu știu ce ne-a venit, dar vara asta ne-am propus Turul Franței… în versiune scenică, nu sportivă. Am luat biletele acum vreo două luni, dar n-am avut deloc timp să mă ocup de traseu, cum fac de obicei. Serviciul a fost atât de solicitant încât n-am mai avut energie pentru nimic. Așa că George a …
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Hier soir, on est arrivé à Padoue et j’ai été frappée par la propreté et l’organisation impeccables de la ville. Les rues pavées scintillaient sous la lumière jaune des réverbères, et chaque recoin semblait exhiber fièrement sa beauté sobre et harmonieuse. Je ne m’attendais pas à découvrir une ville aussi propre et pleine de vie …
Last night we arrived in Padua and was surprised by how clean and well-organized the city is. The cobblestone streets sparkled under the yellow glow of the street lamps, and every corner seemed to proudly showcase its understated, harmonious beauty. We hadn’t expected to find a city so clean and full of life – Padua …
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Depuis deux jours, on a laissé derrière nous le charme de Milan pour explorer la Suisse, et je dois avouer que je ne regrette pas cette décision une seule seconde. Jusqu’à présent, je croyais que rien ne pouvait surpasser la splendeur majestueuse du Canada, mais je me trompais : la Suisse se dessine devant nous …
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For the past two days, we have left behind the charms of Milan to explore Switzerland, and I must confess I haven’t regretted this decision for a single moment. Until now, I believed nothing could outshine the majestic splendor of Canada, but I was wrong: Switzerland reveals itself as a fairytale realm, a true paradise. …
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De două zile am lăsat în urmă farmecul Milano-ului pentru a explora Elveția, și mărturisesc că nicio clipă nu regret această alegere. Până acum eu credeam că nimic nu poate întrece grandioasa splendoare a Canadei, dar am greșit: Elveția se conturează înaintea noastră ca un tărâm de poveste, un veritabil paradis. Munții semeți se oglindesc …
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Our vacations are like an Italian espresso drunk at the bar, standing up: short, intense, and with a healthy dose of morning bitterness. Every morning, while the city is already buzzing with people and cars in every direction, our waking nightmare begins: Anna, our teenage daughter with the soul of an owl and the voice …
Continue reading From Canadian Calm to Milan Chaos: Our Story
Nos vacances ressemblent à un expresso italien dégusté au comptoir, debout : courtes, intenses et avec une bonne dose d’amertume matinale. Chaque matin, alors que la ville bourdonne déjà de gens et de voitures dans toutes les directions, commence notre cauchemar du réveil : Anna, notre adolescente à l’âme de hibou et à la voix …
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