Sunday, October 15, 2017

Memories Cannot Be Lost

September was an eventful month. (Remember my post?). October so far doesn't seem to be less eventful. Hurricanes, wild fires, mass shooting and so on. Many people losing their life, thousands losing everything, I mean like EVERYTHING, they own.


We humans love our stuff and when we lose it, well, let's just say it's not easy on anybody. Even I who own less than the average person, love my stuff. Only thinking about losing my books, my music, my antique armchairs, my photo albums (before jpeg!), my clothes, my travel souvenirs, etc. to a fire or to a hurricane ... makes me feel ... lightheaded. Imagine it. Just for a second. Uuuuuh, not an easy thought.
So, these last couple of weeks haven't been easy on a lot of people. My heart goes out to them again and again. I think of how somehow, somewhere, they will have to find the strength to start over. Literally from scratch. A new life. With new stuff, new houses. What courage, what strength they have. I admire them.
A small consolation (if there even is such a thing as consolation when you lost everything) might be that no fire, no water, no wind can take away your memories. These will always be with you. These events made me super aware of that fact even if I am not directly concerned. It does me good though, from time to time, to be reminded of what's important and what not.


Thursday, October 12, 2017

Turin, Italy

Summer this year has gone by much faster than other summers. Or so it felt like to me. Maybe because I have been on the road so much and time sure goes by faster when you are traveling! Maybe it's just because I love summer and therefore it always feels like I should get more of it.

Anyway. Going to Nice "stretched" my summer a bit. These 4 days I just spent in Turin had the same effect. Sunny weather, walking around wearing no jacket (at least during the day), having dinner al fresco.

I enjoyed my time. Turin is a beautiful city. Plenty of class. Now that I think of it, everything is actually classy there. The buildings, the caf├ęs, the people. La vraie classe! I loved it. A city where people are friendly without being overwhelmingly loud. Friendly and smiling people. Cars stop to let pedestrians cross the streets (still something that isn't done in every city, unfortunately). Cyclist stopping to let pedestrians cross the streets (something that is not done in ANY city I know). And pedestrians waiting for the traffic light to turn green before crossing (I couldn't believe my eyes!).
As I said. Classy. Friendly.

I wasn't on my own this time. I visited with a friend of mine and we had the best of times. We talked a lot (we hadn't seen each other for quite some time and therefore had a lot to catch up to!), walked around discovering the city, had dinner al fresco and coffee under the arcades. Dolce far niente par excellence.
It was only when I got home that I realized that I hadn't taken ANY pictures. Can you believe it? It's a first for me! But then you can't take pictures of "classy". Neither of Dolce far niente :-) No pictures. Just "feel good vibes".
Luckily, Pinterest helped me out (SMILE) and I want to share one picture (called "Pixel Art") I loved of my favorite site: Mole Antonelliana.