It was mid-January. The whole world as coronavirus’ hostage. People wearing masks, people coming back home by 6 p.m., people losing their jobs, and people not finding one.
But there are still interregional trains from 10 euros Paris-Bordeaux. There are some flats, for really modest budgets, on the Atlantic coast that have not seen anyone since your last visit in October.
And you book your tickets, your flat and you leave the urban world full of anguish.
To breathe, to breathe, to breathe.
This is how the new year has begun for me.
One of these days, I caught the morning sun and took the ticket from Paris to the zone 5 of Île-de-France. It was a freezing morning and silence poured serenity around me and over the fields on the top of a hill where Jambville village seemed to be on the top of the world.
It is the top of the world, because I can’t stop returning over there again and again, when I am longing for silence, for beauty, for space and for peace
in my soul.
I’ve created a photo book of the best moments I experienced in Greece last summers, and would like to share it with you here. If you wish to order a printed one (39cm X 29cm), do not hesitate to contact me. The price is 50 euros per book + shipping.
Everybody knows, or should know, that silence is essential for our recreation, our creativity, our health, physical as well as mental and psychic. Letting oneself into a non-stop routine of the noisy cities means to ruin oneself, to create numerous risks for, among other disorders, dementia and depression.
I propose you (once again) to make a stop. To listen to silence. I’ve elaborated many safe and picturesque itineraries in the countryside across beautiful authentic villages of Île-de-France, just one hour from Paris by train. Our day-long journeys would depend, of course, on your walking habits, so distance may vary from 10 to 30 km.
Participation fees according to your possibilities. Join me one of the sunny days once you’re in Paris.
So make a stop and have a really regenerating walk. No crowds, no urban noise.
When the urban life does not provide you with food, then you go in the woods 40 kilometers from Paris and find four kilos of delicious mushrooms.
So I’ve got several extraordinary dinners:)
From time to time, I live through the perfect moments while I’m surviving in Paris. Here’s one of the examples : l’océan (I beg your pardon, the article is in French, but there arenature, photos!).
Just find the cheepest bus to your prefered place and go there. And don’t think of extra money you’re going to spend. The impact you get there is much, much, much more significant and immesurable than miserable money ruling the bigger part of the world.
How to survive in Paris 