Category: Europe

Brussels: Home is where your heart is

I always believed that. For me, in fact, those people who feel the urge to come back home after some time away were some kind of a mystery to me. Why be so attached to a specific place when the world is so big and full of other things to see and live? It doesn’t

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London and the Big Bang thought

The Caffè Nero on Great George Street was completely crowded, so the miracle that I found a stool to seat by the window was not lost in me. I was feeling pretty lucky that day, as I always feel when I visit London, the city I love the most besides Brussels. I had visited the

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Paris: The view from the top of the Eiffel Tower

My eyes were tightly closed while I felt the metallic rumble under my feet. A hundred thousand million people made this ascent before; I kept telling myself like a mantra while feeling a hysterical wave of panic trying to engulf my heart. A hundred thousand million people, maybe more. Don’t panic, please don’t panic.

Milan and the travel epiphany

You know it was worth it if you have the travel epiphany. I won’t waste time and space defining it. If you have one, you know it. So instead I’ll give you an example. I went recently to Milan (Italy) for work. I didn’t want to go (for reasons that don’t fit here and now)

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Sachsenhausen Concentration Camp and the horror of being human

A few weeks before I traveled to Berlin with my sister for the weekend, I saw the photo that a former university colleague posted on Facebook. It was the entrance of a concentration camp, and she had subtitled it with the saying: “One of the most disturbing experiences of my life”. After some research, I

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Budapest: an example of human resilience

It’s World War II. We’re in Budapest (Hungary). More specifically, we are under the Buda Castle Hill, in the middle of a corridor crowded with injured people. You can hear screams, pained moans and weeping. One of the only six doctors available runs by you with a stethoscope encircling his neck. His eyes are red

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Budapest: a toast to independence

Two months before I completed 24 years of age, the wildest idea came to me: to travel alone somewhere I had never been before. I had already traveled a few times on my own, but always for work, which doesn’t really count since all the details are handled by other people. I was going to

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