Some time ago (at the end of May this year) on our Facebook page Wind Travelers I have decided to create a poll and ask people what we should do. There was only one question – should we travel the world or buy a sailing boat. Even when I was asking this question, deep down I knew what we wanted to do… Needless to say the poll favourites a sailing boat 🙂
A person’s bag or a purse is a personal affair. It can tell a story or shed a light on someone’s personality. A purse can be an extension to our wallets, for the things which are precious to us but too big to fit in our wallets. It can store memories, travel souvenirs, everyday essentials. On the other hand, a purse can be a part of an outfit, a decorative piece, like a jewelry, watch or a scarf. It is a trophy, statement, mark, preference choice or a necessity. It is a solution and a helper, extension to our pocket, a comfort. It is a traveler.
I have started my day with a cup of coffee and a bite to eat for breakfast in the cafe on the nearby roundabout. On a Saturday morning at 9am Amsterdam was calm and strangely quiet. Just a few passersby, with a purposeful and quick walk, went by my table, looking straight ahead. A friendly waitress asked if I would like another coffee, but my caffeine levels were high enough and reluctantly, as the coffee was really good, I have declined the offer. It was time for me to go and explore.
“Most of the time you did not stay for a very long in the Conciergerie: you arrived there before being brought before the Revolutionary tribunal and then left immediately after sentencing. The prisoners were very different: as the category of “suspect” was very broad, political opponents lived alongside criminals or counterfeit money makers. The atmosphere was particularly unusual and tense.”
Last Monday afternoon we were standing on the platform awaiting our train to the airport. We were saying goodbye to Paris, not realizing that we were saying goodbye to one of the most iconic sights in this incredible city too – Notre Dame cathedral. While we were standing on the platform, the cathedral was burning. The fire was consuming 800 years of history, beauty and people’s memories.
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