An old legend tells that once Buddha invited all the animals to celebrate together the New Year. Only twelve animals appeared at the celebration and generous Buddha named each year after one of them. The legend narrates further that a person born in a year […]
Situated 190 kilometres east from Milan, a traveler will find the city of Mantova on a cross road between the regions of Lombardy, Veneto and Emilia-Romagna. The encompassing waters of Mincio River, Lake Garda and the joining river of Po, make the city look like […]
Ottobrata romana is a typical expression in dialect Romanesco referring to the Sunday stroll fuori porta which people in Rome used to organized in October until the beginning of 20th century. Setting off in the mornings, young and old, rich and poor were heading towards […]
On Tuscany, part I Back in the second year of my Hungarian studies I have been sitting in the train, voraciously reading the adventures of Mihály, the main character in the book Journey by Moonlight by Antal Szerb. This narrative about the man, who traveled […]
The July sun is licking the skin with a burning tongue leaving us thirsty for journeys. Only a week before the long awaited holiday under the hot Tuscanian sun, I am trying to work with diligence on the first chapter of my thesis. The Women […]
What a pleasant opportunity to enjoy a lazy day of Sunday we had yesterday, invited in the housed of our friends Nini and Malik on the lake of Mergozzo. Only half an hour away from the Milanese reality, in the backyard on the lake we […]
Pleasure List in June To catalog some moments of pleasure in the end of each month became an irreplaceable practice in my personal diary, which I though I could translate in this blog in the shape of a monthly visual storytelling. So here we go […]
I have been always convinced that the essence of a city could not be hidden behind cold walls of museums. If one is eager to know how a place tastes like, they need to spend more time walking in the market streets and hanging out […]
June ’12, Budapest This time, last year, usually wednesdays Dori and I used to meet and to design our future over a cup of cappuccino. Right after the Italian class for beginners we turned the patio of Ibolya kavezó on Ferenciek tere into a scene […]
The Italian cultural communication between Via Della Spiga and Madison Avenue One of the biggest American writers of the twentieth century, Henry Miller says about traveling that destination is never a place, but a new way of seeing things. Inevitably, the journey I just came […]
