Un anno più tardi, aggiorno il mio diario di avventure.

Un anno più tardi, aggiorno il mio diario di avventure.
A wandering Veronica has finally arrived to Lisbon.
From the Azorean green in Terceira to the colourful streets of the Portuguese capital.
Among cars, tourists, and pasteis de nata.
Continua a leggere “Una Veronica Vagante – LISBON, second stop”
I left and arrived.
For the first time in my life, I have felt like a real traveller.
Taking it more than two or three hours to get there and having several stages to reach the final destination has made me feel in a different way, in a manner that I had never felt before.
Some months ago, I started reading the story of Claudio Pelizzeni, and I couldn’t exactly understand the reason why he decided to take a trip of the world without taking planes.
So, two flights and eight hours in a bus later, I can say that, at least for a part, I understood its reason.
Every city has some magic when you wander in its streets.
But, because of different factors, it can be challenging appreciating some of them.
And what is the reason why we love others?
Visiting a city means, to me, to explore it inch by inch and to walk around as much as possible.
Liking a city, on the other hand, means to love its streets, its colours…
This is the part of Marseille that gained a special place among all the other trips. Continua a leggere “Marseille | street and art in 10 photos”