Serge Gainsbourg and Jane Birkin on the walls of La Galerie de L’Instant in Marais
Enigmatic, inspiring, fashionable and so very relevant persona in French pop culture, Serge Gainsbourg, is the subject of the photographer Tony Franck. La Galerie de L’Instant is exposing a series of photos of Serge Gainsbourg until June 22nd. This little gallery is not at all standoffish or intimidating but just the opposite very intriguing and welcoming. I would say that anyone looking a very special gift or a souvenir from Paris should have a look because the prices were quite affordable. And for people like me who are putting their money to train and plane tickets they also sell postcards!
La Galerie de L’Instant
46, Rue De Poitou
Pablo Picasso. If someone got it, he did! One of my favorite artists and a very interesting persona. After many years of renovation the Paris museum opened again a couple of months ago. I have wanted to go for many times but last this Saturday, during the European Museum Night, I finally got the chance. It’s only 5 minutes with the metro from my house and because it was the museum NIGHT (no excuses about the opening hours and my work hours being not compatible) I got myself together, left the house and went to see if the line wasn’t too long. And it wasn’t!
The building is just beautiful. I could go just for admiring the architecture. But of course it’s the work of Picasso that we go there. Classics and rare pieces, pictures and videos; it’s a real treat for any Picasso lover. They also host exhibitions and at the moment it’s the Miquel Barcelo ceramic sculptures that they have. It suits perfectly the space (also some pieces are in garden) and I discovered a new artist that I didn’t know!
Musée Picasso Paris
5 rue Thorigny
View from the San Sebastian harbour
Last year in June 2015 we went to celebrate my friend’s the last unmarried girl’s week end in Spain. What a blast, nothing else to say. But what’s interesting in traveller’s point of view is that now I can recommend the Keler’s Pintxo Week! The Keler’s Pintxo Week is coming up again in June which is a local beer and tapas festival with excellent prices for food and drink in the city’s best restaurants. Just by chance we happened to be there at that time and got to try and taste plenty of great restaurants with delicious pintxos and local beer.
Keler Pintxo Week and hen night all together
We stayed in a Airbnb flat nearby the beach and could go everywhere by foot. There were lot’s of surfers, tourists and locals in the city to create a unique cool atmosphere. Other things to do than eating pintxos there are two excellent beaches in the city and we could have stayed swimming for all day in the Atlantic Sea. I really loved the relaxed small town vibe San Sebastián has. In the evening we found some excellent bars to go out and during the day we enjoyed shopping in the beautiful fashion stores. A perfect girl’s weekend I’d say!
The beach in the city center
Finnish Vikings in San Sebastián
Yesterday I got back from a 3 day work trip to Dublin. My first time in Ireland and a new kind of work assignment doubled my excitement for this city.
Dublin was sunny, historical, pretty, rough, original and kind. The kindness of the people really touched me and made me feel safe and relaxed there.
Irish ice cream at Murphy’s
After work I just went quickly to the hotel to get changed in more confortable shoes and then I went to explore the city. I walked along the river Liffey (and almost felt like in Paris), wandered through Temple Bar district with all the pubs and street musicians and was impressed of the Trinity College buildings and parks that made me wish I was a student again (almost).
Jury’s Inn hotel
I stayed in a nice hotel next to Christ’s Church called the Jury’s Inn and it was very easy to walk from there to the city center. I’d love to go back for a week end and really explore the city’s museums and historical sites. Also I didn’t get to taste any Guinness so definitely need to go back!
Sunset at Christ’s Church Dublin
I thought it would be fun to go back in years and write down some of my best (or sometimes worst) travel souvenirs.
Let’s start from my first trip abroad alone in 1989. I was 13 years old and I had gotten the permission from my parents to take part on a language course in Torquay in England. The course was 1 month long and I had studied English for 2 years. My language skills were non existant but I was eager to learn. I left alone to join a group of other young Finnish people and once in our destination we got to stay with host families.
I stayed with 3 other girls in a typical English house with an English family. During the day we had language lessons and the afternoons we did excursions. I loved the excursion part so much. We went horseback riding in Dartmoor national park, we visited beaches and old historical towns in Devon but the best of it all, we visited England’s largest water park.
I had never seen a water park as glorious as the Splashdown was and we had a blast with my room mates and other students sliding down the tubes and slopes. Once the others started packing and heading back home I said no. No I wanted to stay and because I didn’t have my parents to tell me to hurry up and get out of the pool nobody else said nothing either! So I stayed there alone and once I finally got fed up with it I had this realization that I didn’t actually know how to get back home. And these are the moments that you can be grateful of only crossing nice helpful people and that everything went well. First I had to find the right bus but because I didn’t know which one to take so I just stopped all of them and asked “Torquay?” with my fantastic Finnish accent. The nice bus drivers tried to ask me where in Torquay I was trying to get but I couldn’t answer them because my English was so bad. I finally managed to get into a bus that got me enough near to my house where I could recognize the streets and find my way back home. I must say I was pretty exhausted once I got back to my room.
These kind of experiences define you as a traveler. How to manage in strange surroundings by yourself and how to connect with people when you don’t have a common language. And that’s the whole charm of it all I think. To get out of the comfort zone, trust yourself and trust others as well. That’s when you realize that with a right attitude the world could be your Splashdown!
When we were choosing the destination in South Goa everyone were telling us how wonderful Palolem is. So that’s where we went, we hopped into a taxi, left Ashwem and headed to the South.
I had booked a cottage from Ourem Palace which is situated on the cliffs next to the beach . I thought it would be nice to try something different and stay in a cottage on the rocks, but once we got there my first impression was quite awkward. First of all the rocky hills lacked colors. After our beautiful lush garden cottage from the previous days the contrast was drastic. Also the hills were home for ravens that were croaking from the coconut trees and it felt more like a Hitchcock movie than Eat Pray Love. And once inside our cottage I discovered that we had a wonderful view on old abandoned toilet seats that were actually quite far from us but because of the altitude we could see all that beauty from our room. So now you must wonder why the title of this blog is “Feeling good in Palolem”, well it happens the first impression doesn’t always count! We actually loved Palolem and the neighboring town Patnem!
Palolem had a nice mix of foreign and Indian vacationers enjoying the beautiful beach and laid back atmosphere. People there were less party oriented and more into wellbeing. I loved the fact that a guy next to us in a raw food cafe just casually meditated at his seat while waiting for his breakfast or that we could just hop into an Ayurvedic center and get massages on our way to the beach. We stayed two nights and saw two beautiful sunsets, one of them from the warm Arabian Sea where we swam when the sun went down. And I had the best sleep in our Ourem Palace cottage! FYI I couldn’t see any abandoned toilet seats from the bed.