A few days ago, I spent a long day in Paris where I walked the stairs of the Notre Dame and ate far too much food.
A dérive in Paris [photojournal]
I'm not one of those people who is a full-blown Francophile, but there are lots of things that attract me to France. I don't speak even speak French, but I'm really into French words. Probably my favourite is dérive. The other is flâneur.
What I learnt living in Iceland [journal]
I just spent three and a half months living in a tiny, rural, secluded village in the north of Iceland, and I learnt a lot of things.