Tag: travel-couple
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A Nouzilly Noël

All diamonds emerge from caves.. Who knew some of them lay hidden in the French countryside? Nouzilly, a small commune near Tours, carries a name with the same affection it gives: a soft nuzzle of the French countryside. Wonderfully alive, this region brims with natural streams, springs, and ponds. Its landscape is shaped by famously…
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“The Arrival : From Dreaming to Becoming”

“Comment te dire adieu?” Françoise Hardy (recommended listening while reading) My first time arriving in Paris was in 2022, one year after Audrey and I met. I was immediately swallowed by the bustling airport, tossed into the spin cycle of a crammed, complex subway, and swept onto the long, sprawling ride into the city, that…
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“Parting Is Such Sweet Sorrow”: Searching for Identity in the Dumpster

When December rolled around, we were both exhausted. I had worked non-stop during the weeks, and the weekends I wasn’t working were filled with packing and cleaning. But somehow- by some sheer miracle- our suitcases were filled and organized. We were looking forward to eating far too much, and hugging Audrey’s family hello. Welcoming the…
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The Sacred Ordinary

A Liberated Leap Into the Unknown : Sunshine Coast Edition The Sunshine Coast of British Columbia is a natural sanctuary, wild, fertile, and unapologetically alive. It’s also home to some truly stunning cabins and houses tucked along its long, winding oceanfronts. So when our friends kindly invited us to spend the weekend at their family…
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HOW IT STARTED

THE WEDDING, THE FLIGHT, THE DECISION. A “Hello” to forever: into the mist of change It was a typical rainy Tuesday evening in Vancouver—one of those cozy nights when the city glows under a veil of humidity and mist. As I stepped through the front door, our familiar jazz playlist greeted me gently. But something…
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The Last Summer: A Shift in the Sunlight and a Change in Perspective

Perspective is a strange creature. When it shifts, so does your emotional—and even virtual—experience of reality. It’s like swapping a lens, regrading a film, or being born HANS ZIMMER, orchestrating the sounds of the human condition.—suddenly, the feeling changes the context. Or… is it the context that changes the feeling? Hard to say. Without getting…