Spent a few days in a freezing Milan (London is a tropical town in comparison), got cold and fog, visited nice sites, tested a few interesting restaurants (the good Osteria, the modern Ham Holy Burger, the easy-going pizzeria). Continue reading “Notes from Milan”
Totally jetlagged but hungry like a wolf (only old guys like me can recall the title of a song, here), sitting in a grill in South Rhode Island (not to be confused with North Rhode Island, please) among partying youngsters, eating crab cakes and working on last details of this week meeting.
It will be a great meeting. We will finalise content planning for 2017. One year ago, exactly same time of the year, I was here to introduce content marketing and put the basis of our strategy with a workshop and with the help of our friends from Newscred. Put it this way: it’s a celebration of our first successful year of content marketing. And I will extensively talk about that in my next 2 speaking sessions in London, Integrated Live and #ThinkContentLondon.
But it’s also the time of US elections. And I hope there will be something else to celebrate, this week.
Hoping that Parisien Taxi drivers will speak some English one day and their credit card machines will work is like waiting for a miracle.
It just doesn’t work (well, miracles might happen, Paris taxi drivers’ card machines working is just not possible).
But Paris is a magic place, and there is always a reward to your endless patience, there is always something that will balance your miserable taxi experience. This time, my reward was the hotel. Hotel Molitor. Remember Life of Pi? Remember Piscine Molitor Patel? Yes, that one. Exactly that one. Spending two days as a guest in that hotel, with that piscine just outside my room.
There is always something in Paris that balance the taxi experience. Because miracles happen. Getting on board of a taxi equipped with a working card machine with proper wireless connection and the comfort of some understandable english words simply doesn’t work.
At least, MY last day.
(sailing from Heraklion to Dia Island, and back)
A few days in Crete are enough to realise how much I am missing the Mediterranean way of life (today also defined: Mediterranean lifestyle). And it’s not just about the Mediterranean food and diet, still point of debate among Anglo-Saxon media. It’s about life, simplicity, taste. It’s about going slow and still living your life at the best. I do not think London understands this. Yet.
Photography is one of the most effective tools in helping people understand a destination. That’s why we’ve developed new partnerships with wonderful people like 500px to help us surface the best travel images on the web. Each destination page begins with photography that tells a story of the location.
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