Category Archives: Nostalgia
Thursday, my old friend 🇬🇧🇫🇷
What if the best day of the week isn’t Friday… but Thursday? The perfectly balanced, quietly rebellious middle child of the calendar. In France, it once meant freedom, bicycles, comic books, and scraped knees — and even today, it carries … Continue reading
Les Aiguilles Rouges 🇬🇧🇫🇷
What could possibly go wrong when you decide to “just go for a little hike” in the Aiguilles Rouges? Towering peaks, suspiciously steep paths, dazzling alpine lakes, and the occasional reminder that gravity is not your friend… Join me for … Continue reading
Mopeds and a Falcon 🇬🇧🇫🇷
When Czech tyre pragmatism collided with a French moped fever dream, nothing went as planned — and everything became unforgettable. Dive into a story of quirky characters, unexpected twists, and a two-wheeled adventure that proves the road to passion is … Continue reading
Bullitt 🇬🇧🇫🇷
That iconic Bullitt car chase through San Francisco? Still perfect in 2026. But the airport scenes? They’re basically science fiction now. Join me for a deep dive into Mustangs, Chargers, the golden age of aviation, and why watching Steve McQueen … Continue reading
Giulietta 🇫🇷🇬🇧
Une photo, une Giulietta, et tout revient d’un coup : l’essence super, l’huile de ricin, Paris à deux dessus (interdit, bien sûr), et cette délicieuse impression d’être immortel. Un souvenir qui démarre au quart de tour, entre nostalgie joyeuse, vitesse … Continue reading
Whispers of Yesterday
Nearly a month ago, I boldly declared that I was finally taking my book project seriously. And to be fair, I’ve almost kept my promise of writing one page a day — except for the last three days, when Christmas … Continue reading
A new beginning: The book of souvenirs
I’ve finally begun my Book of Souvenirs—though “book” might be a generous term for what’s currently a growing pile of unclassified notes. They’re scattered thoughts, half-remembered stories, and moments I don’t want to lose to time. To keep them safe … Continue reading
Courchevel, end of the 50’s 🇫🇷🇫🇷
Ever wondered what it was like to roam the slopes of Courchevel solo at 8 years old, fueled by fries and hot chocolate? Click to find out!
