One day, one elsewhere n° 21
Subjugated by the vastness of the Nile and the boiling of Cairo

One day, one elsewhere n° 20
Discovering the sublime temples of the Hoysala dynasty

One day, one elsewhere n° 19 What if the Etruscan figures crossed in Bolsena began to speak?

One day, one elsewhere n° 18
On the Silk Road; Havelis of the 18th and 14th centuries, Shekawati, now abandoned .

One day, one elsewhere n° 26
On frail boats, take on the sea.

One day, one elsewhere n° 17
Pure delight to be savoured in the sun

One day, one elsewhere n° 16
Under the spell of the City of the Doges surrounded by the Acqua Alta

One day, one elsewhere n° 15
Immerse yourself in the heart of a colourful crowd

One day, one elsewhere n°14
Meeting the inhabitants of the Ksars

One day, one elsewhere n° 13
Arezzo, what a beautiful city !

One day, one elsewhere n° 12
At the foot of the Fort of the Sun

Lucie, disappointed to have missed Marc, strolls between rue Campagne Première and the Raspail market.

One day, one elsewhere n° 11
Admire the colourful paintings on the seafront

Un jour, un ailleurs n° 10
On a market day in Venice

Suspicious behaviour in the Medina in the early hours of the morning…

One day, one elsewhere n° 9
Feet in the water of the rice fields

One day, one elsewhere n° 8
Between open doors, closed doors, walking in another universe…

One day, one elsewhere n° 7
Sailing the canals on an enchanted morning

One day, one elsewhere n° 6
Diving in an 8th century well in the heart of Rajasthan

One day, one elsewhere n° 5
An iodised morning at the port of Essaouira

One day, one elsewhere n° 4
Meeting this morning, on the shores of Lake Bolsena. Find a new escape every day, by subscribing to the blog, at the very bottom of the article!

One day, one elsewhere n° 3
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One day, one elsewhere n° 1

A small text every day during confinement

Will Merlin find his beloved in the streets of Viterbo?

Love Ruminations and Ethylic Misadventures

But what does Lucie want?

Time slows down, as if suspended, you feel good…

Phew, the roses were thornless

When a visitor from Pakistan invites himself on the blog at the same time I read a comic book about his country…