The first notes of Eddie Wedder's Rise fill the room's darkness, pulling me out of a deep sleep. I reach for the phone and stop the alarm. The clock marks 05:00 AM. I sigh. From under the soft duvet, the ...
The minibus leaves us at Fusina Terminal. I have no idea of where we are and I can't find any reference point to orient myself - but that's fine. In fact, I'm setting out to explore the Venetian Lagoon in ...
"Where are you from?" "Italy." This answer is usually enough to make eyes sparkle, while images of excellent food, stunning architecture and picture-perfect Tuscan countryside flood the mind of the person I'm talking to. It is, however, a short-lived dream, which gets ...
Last May, I was setting out to spend a quiet weekend at home, when I received a text message from my good friend Elisabetta, who lives in Dublin. Hey bella, come va? We are in Venice this weekend. If you ...
At weekends the small fishing village of Boccadasse in Liguria comes alive. The colourful narrow buildings, which seem to be holding on to each other to avoid sliding into the sea, surely attract a few tourists. Yet, it is mostly ...
From afar, it looks just like another one of those beaches you've grown to like, here in Western Australia. Wide. Deserted. Just a long stretch of sand fading into aqua blue water under a vault of blue sky. It's only ...
Hi, welcome to The Travel Gene, a blog about (slow) travel, adventure and walking your own path. I plan to explore the world slowly and thoroughly and share here my impressions, tips and best photographs. Ready to come along?
I have this theory that sometimes the right words come your way just when you need them. No matter when they were written or said, they seem to reach you with perfect timing, when you most need to be inspired, guided, reassured. And when you’re most likely to be open to […]
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The first notes of Eddie Wedder’s Rise fill the room’s darkness, pulling me out of a deep sleep. I reach for the phone and stop the alarm. The clock marks 05:00 AM. I sigh. From under the soft duvet, the idea of going out in the cold is all but appealing. […]
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The minibus leaves us at Fusina Terminal. I have no idea of where we are and I can’t find any reference point to orient myself – but that’s fine. In fact, I’m setting out to explore the Venetian Lagoon in the best possible conditions: with no expectations, nor preconceptions. On a […]
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