Reims – the city of surrender

Being born and raised for the first seventeen years of my life in a small village somewhere in Western Ukraine, I must admit I have slept through most of history classes. The names of the cities where major historical events took place did not make much difference to me. They were too abstract, they were too far, almost like in a different universe. Never could I have imagined back then that I would one day be able to travel and experience the world. As such only a few days before our trip to Paris and Reims for pre-Christmas celebration I…

Mont Saint Michel au péril de la mer

Normandy has greeted us with a really nice weather, as we left Paris where it actually started raining. Not that Paris does not look nice at any weather, when the plans are all outdoors the sun is very much welcomed. Four hours drive and two rounds of game of “guess who am I?” (do not really know the real name for the game, but the made up name pretty much gives the gist) we arrived at the beautiful countryside of one of France’s most recognisable landscapes. Hosting around 3 million people a year free shuttles leave every few minutes from parking to the island…

Sous le ciel de Paris

It has been one of those weekends I enjoy the most, filled with positive energy, nice weather, delicious food and amazing company. Charlotte, who really knows how to take care of her guests greeted us aperitif and delicious home made lunch making us feel welcomed. Setting the challenge for us to do the same when she is in Krakow, she presented us each day with the list of places for dinner to select from, each filled with une ambiance et un vin delicieux. Huguette Paris 6 as agreed by all was titled the best dinner place of the trip. This however does not rule…

De Lyon à Marseille – voyage de 2014

Covered with blanket and drinking hot mint tea – there no better way to spend cold winter night than to search through lovely memories of recent and not so recent trips. Though this was not my first trip to beloved France, it was as expected full of wine, french countryside spirit and a few lost games of petanque. The memories seem to have such a strong effect even more now, since in two months the next voyage is due to begin and Paris is the destination. This is why I love France as much as I do… In Lyon everything can be expected, but…