We have never seen as many breasts as in Mallorca. Firm breasts, soft breasts, large hanging breasts, crispy brown breasts… seriously: l’embarras du choix! Commonly called Ballermann in German, Mallorca is known to be a mecca of hedonism and … Read More
Why don’t you like to visit the major European cities? My sister seemed confused when I told her that we prefer to spend our weekends in smaller and lesser-known towns in Europe. It’s not that we don’t like metropolises. Rome, … Read More
1. Stories have to be told or they die, and when they die, we can’t remember who we are or why we’re here. – Sue Monk Kidd By the end of 2016, we had two choices: we could … Read More
As we landed in Fuerteventura, a grumpy sky hovered above our heads. This was our pre-honeymoon trip, and optimism was in the air. So we ignored the undecided weather, and sailed off to our hotel Melia in Jandía, located … Read More
Train stations. A passage. People come, people go. I never liked train stations when I was a kid. Crowded places, random faces, pickpockets, always gusty, too windy in winter, too sticky in summer, these huge halls used to make … Read More