Socialists, Surrealists and Stairs
It was late when we finally made our way across Paris in search of a genuine absinthe bar. Our day had been a full one, but every step of the day seemed to lead toward a late night of cocktails in a dimly lit cafe...
That Day
If I were to put Aleks and I into a "class" of traveller, I'd say that we're more "pantsers" (as in: we like to travel at least a little by the seat of our pants) than planners. We'll often book places to stay or make lists of things we'd...
Published on March 10, 2017 16:00