Paris: 1889, A Magical Year

Of course: Paris always will be Paris. But to return to the hotel from a stroll along the Champs Elysées does not imply leaving the city behind ...

Granada: The Privilege of Sea and Mountain

The first time we came only to get acquainted with the city, and we spent three unforgettable days there. In the mornings, we did the obligatory tours, albeit at our own pace, ...

Madrid:where reality is mistaken

Pyrenees: stories of things and places

I have always been interested in the history of things and places: in the end, they are always the stories of people. Perhaps for that reason, I like to travel so much…

Mallorca: Face to Face with The Infinite

A swimming pool that finishes where the sea begins; a sea that ends where the sky begins. Infinity pool. The mantra of the waves caressing my ears time and time again...

Seville: Memories of a Courtyard in Seville

Upon reaching the courtyard that our room exited out to, I stopped abruptly. I had an epiphany. "Laura", I said to my wife, with complete calm. She turned, slightly worried. “What’s the matter?

Cordoba: On time

Arabs, Jews, Christians. Horseshoe arches, the remains of a Roman house, carefully recovered frescos. A history that begins in the sixteenth century and continues to today...

Valencia: Find Yourself Through Simplicity

I notice the garden just after I had arrived, but it was not until the following morning that I decided to go in, after going to the spa and enjoying a massage ...

Alicante: Bordering on The Present

I felt as though if in some way I was staying in history itself: the stone walls of the old Dominican convent, the original arched ceilings, the authenticity of the architecture, ...