To some people, the word oracle will probably bring to mind the giant software company of Silicon Valley. But the inspiration for the name – the Oracle of Delphi, in Greece – is much older than that. The most important oracle in all antiquity, Delphi and the Temple of Apollo – one of the 12 Olympian gods of Greek mythology – was one of the … Continue reading The Oracle of Delphi
I’ve often heard people say that ‘Athens is an ugly city, don’t bother with it, go straight to the Greek islands’. I’m glad I didn’t listen – I found Athens beautiful, exciting, culturally rich and full of layers. Of course there’s no account for taste – different people look for different things when traveling. But how not to be awestruck by the Acropolis, the citadel … Continue reading Athens, where it all started
I was introduced to Greece not long ago, but once we two met, it was love at first sight. One look at the 5th-century BC Acropolis, in Athens – one of the remnants of the greatest civilization the West ever produced – is enough to remind us of how few things actually matter, or last. Greece does – and has. Home of Aristotle, Homer and … Continue reading Greece, totally!
It’s not the usual way to see France, but a trip on a barge on one of its river canals is for sure the best way to explore the heart of the country away from the tourist crowds. That’s what I had in mind, when I booked a one-week trip on Barge Luciole, which cruises the Nivernais Canal of the River Yonne, in the Burgundy region. … Continue reading On a barge in the heart of France
Spain’s Costa Brava isn’t on the radar for many Americans tourists yet. However, its stunning Mediterranean coast and quaint white-washed sea towns, combined with rich culture and traditions, are great reasons to cross the Atlantic. I had been near Costa Brava many times, while living in London. But as familiar as I was with other regions of Spain, its wild northeast coast (Costa Brava means … Continue reading Costa Brava, Spain’s wild coast
I arrived in Girona in the mid-afternoon of a bright winter day in January, after an easy one-hour drive from Barcelona’s El Prat Airport. Northern’s Catalonia’s largest city, Girona turned out to be bigger than I expected, I even got lost in a commercial area in its outskirts, before finding my way downtown. I drove by large and beautiful parks until finding Hotel Peninsular, in … Continue reading Girona and the Jews
I arrived at night at Mallorca’s Palma airport, one of the busiest in Europe, and was intrigued right away by the amount of ads in German – not in Spanish, the language of the land. “The Germans own Mallorca, they buy everything they can”, explained my French friend Margot, who has a vacation home there and was waiting for me at the arrival gate. “But … Continue reading Malloca: the royals, the rich, the Germans