In January-February 2008, I traveled across the wonderful country of Guatemala in Central America. I visited some touristic places like Antigua, Tikal and Panajachel. I saw Lake Atitlan, numerous volcanoes, including Pacaya, walked downtown Guatemala Ciudad and wandered in many outdoor markets. But most of all, I had the opportunity to spend the greatest portion … Continue reading Traveling Differently: Guatemala
Month: March 2019
Viva Italia!
I have had the chance to travel all across Italy over the last 10 years. I have visited big cities such as Rome, Florence, Naples, Venice, Pisa, Pompeii, Milan, Turin, Bologna, etc., but also countless small towns and villages where people's warmth never ceased to amaze me. I have met so many men and women … Continue reading Viva Italia!
Bad Day in Bratislava
In May 2016, I was in Austria for a little under a week, and decided to visit Bratislava, the capital of Slovakia, for a day. I arrived at Vienna’s train station that Spring morning (I cannot remember the exact date; but that detail is not relevant to this story anyway), and asked a cashier for … Continue reading Bad Day in Bratislava
The Monk and I
In September 2017, I was in Kathmandu, Nepal. I had planned my trip there months before my departure from Canada, which is something quite unusual for me- I’m typically more of a spontaneous person who buys her plane tickets last minute. Anyway, my trip to Nepal was going well, but I was sad because I … Continue reading The Monk and I
He. Just. Sewed. Me.
Senegal, July 2016. Some time in the morning. On that midsummer day, the heat was unbearable, as usual, close to 50 Celsius degrees. I cannot remember the exact date, but this day was different than my usual ones. I, along with four of my colleagues from Québec (B, C, L and LA), was going to … Continue reading He. Just. Sewed. Me.
Last Day in the Village
13 August 2016 , Around 6:00 am It is early in the morning, and I am lying in bed or, I should say, on the pieces of wood awkwardly nailed together that have become my uncomfortable, yet deeply cherished bed. The songs and prayers from the mosque have woken me up, the roosters are screaming, and I … Continue reading Last Day in the Village





