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“Why don’t we go to Tochal for lunch ?”, my husband suggested. Temperatures have been soaring in Tehran. Since I arrived two years ago, I don’t remember being this hot. During the day the heat weighs on you and seems to drain all the energy out of your body. You hope the evening will bring […]
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I must confess I usually avoid the Grand Bazar at all costs. It starts with its location, in one of the busiest parts of Tehran. Traffic is usually a mess with the highest number of motorbikes per square meter I’ve seen anywhere. They are everywhere. Some working as cheaper taxis can take two, three or […]
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January has greeted me with a fast pace. We came back from our Christmas and New Year vacation in Austria and I feel I have boarded an express train which has allowed me very few stops so far. It is more than time for my year in review. Time to slow down the pace, get […]
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Merry Christmas everyone! Frank Sinatra is singing a Merry Christmas on my laptop and I’m feeling emotional and not that merry. I woke up at five this morning, still feeling jet lagged and decided to check my emails. Among many last minute book Christmas recommendations, there was an article written by the author Catherine Berg. […]
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Where did the light go? I feel I’m always chasing the fading light and it is becoming harder to find it. But first I have been wondering how to explain my long silence. My vacation was a bit later this year but this only explains part of the story. Life has weighed heavily too. Sometimes you are […]
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I wonder what happened to the “easy way”. When did Nordic Walking in the Alps become more like a mountaineer adventure? We were in Russbach, a small friendly village in the alpine region of Salzburg. We had decided to rent an apartment in the center of the village, hoping to profit from the numerous Nordic […]
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It’s vacation time and we are are in Austria for our summer home leave. Our hope for cooler weather seems to have been just that, wishful thinking. So we decided to get closer to the Danube, hoping for a river breeze at least. We were on our way to Dürnstein, an hour away from Vienna. […]
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