Destination - Summer in Paris

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Paris is probably the most cliché-ridden city in the world. Wine, cigarettes, lights, nights by the river, street musicians... you know what I'm talking about. And as someone fully aware of her helpless romantic self, I have to admit - I'm a sucker for these things. And Parisians - they're not ashamed of their tendencies either.

Canal St. Martin by night

This summer, I was fortunate to be invited to a wedding in South of France. So, my husband and I decided to make a road trip out of it - from Paris to Nice. We spent the most time in Paris, of course, and it was well worth it.

A beautiful lunch at L'Arpege

Taking a mid-day break at Jardin du Luxembourg

The thing I probably enjoyed the most during this trip was the slow(er) lifestyle of the Parisians. Coming from Silicon Valley, where how busy you are determines your worth, it was such a nice break to get away to a place where taking it slow is considered a virtue.

During my short stay in Paris, I got way too used to the afternoon breaks in the park, glasses of wine with each meal, and 9pm dinners than I should have. But I can tell you, the ending to this newly acquainted lifestyle came too quickly, and it was a bitter return to the busy office and hundreds of e-mails.

Dinner at the legendary Bistro Paul Bert

Croissants all day everyday

White sturgeon caviar on baked potato @ Caviar Kaspia

There was a period in my life when I dreamed of moving to Paris and living a "free" life. It was a place of escape for me, and I still feel that sentiment from time to time. I'm sure the locals' lives are not always about picnics and wine. I'm sure they also have bills to pay, jobs to go to every morning, and relationship drama. But how they still maintain to keep it so stylish and cool, I don't know. And that's something I'll always admire about Parisians.

Evening at Sacre-Coeur

Flowers @ farmers' market

The view from Centre Pompidou

Summer in Paris is brutal in many ways. The miserable heatwave, ridiculous amounts of tourists (myself included), and the occasional showers that get you soaking wet. But the summer nights by the river or Eiffel Tower, complete with a $5 bottle of wine, make life feel like a dream. 

'Til next time, my summer night's dream.

Activity - Mount Davidson on a Foggy Day

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It feels a bit ironic to share this now (I'd kind of lost the timing), but I thought it might be a refreshing post in the midst of the heatwave.. so here we go.

Sometimes, life calls for an adventure. Adventure is different from disaster, because most of the time, it's somewhat voluntary, and it usually comes with a reward. And this post is about a short adventure I had.

I arrived at Mount Davidson early evening on an extremely foggy day, with two people I had just met (long story). We had met in a semi-professional setting (we were out there to shoot together, since they're professional photographers), but when I got to the closed-off entrance to the dark hazy trail, I have to admit I was a little scared. 

They both looked at me, slightly concerned. "Sorry, we didn't expect it to be this foggy. If you feel uncomfortable, you can stay out. But we're going in anyway..." Clearly there was no one on that trail. Perhaps there were wild animals, perhaps dead bodies. What if these people were murderers?! I heard the creepy music from the podcast "Serial" in my head. I pondered the offer for a few seconds, then eventually agreed to join their journey.

This is unusual, because I'm usually terrified: not over certain things, but just terrified in general. I have multiple phobias. I have all kinds of anxieties. But for some reason, my heart was in. So in we went.

Obviously nothing happened to me, and that evening ended up being one hell of a memory. The eerie silence, the blurred images through the fog, the weird combination of fear and excitement.. It was surreal.

Fog can be scary. You can't see what's inches in front of you. But once you step into the fog, you realize it's not so bad. If anything, it's calm, soft, and quiet inside the fog. This particular experience made me wonder how much I've been missing out because of my fear. How many times did I step away from something because I was scared? What is there to fear so much about uncertainty?

If you're ever in San Francisco on a foggy day (which is NOT hard to come across), go for a walk to Mount Davidson. It'll bring you the kind of peace and quiet that you don't get to experience often. I saw later that there was even an iconic cross at the top of the hill - an area to be explored on a less foggy (and slippery) day.

Destination - Havana, Cuba

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The country of love and passion

Ever since I saw Buena Vista Social Club for the first time about 15 years ago, Cuba has been my #1 dream destination. That's such a typical story for all the Cuba-lovers out there, but I almost believe there are certain people who are destined to be attracted to this country. And the movie is just one of the many ways the country calls your name - IF you are chosen, that is.

The view from our casa particular

Sipping on Hemingway's favorite mojito and listening to this band @ La Bodeguita Del Medio

The best way to visit Cuba is to go with absolutely no expectations. Because whatever you expect, the country will show you the exact opposite, and you will often find yourself being disappointed. During my short trip, I was disappointed and depressed at so many moments, but also exhilarated, inspired, then in love. I'd never felt so bipolar in my life 'til this trip. 

Visiting Cuba is like that crazy relationship you could never get out of - there's no way to have any sort of control over how things will go. It's exactly like that, and more.

Old school perfume shop

The BEST hand-rolled cigars

Iced chocolate @ Museo de Chocolate

Now that it has been legalized for Americans to freely visit the country, I expect there to be a lot of changes - both good and bad. But the Cuba in my memories will never change. The innocent people who also happen to be scammers, the heart-wrenching music you hear in every corner, the kids and dogs on the streets, the sunsets.. Everything romantic and disgusting, I will remember.

Coco taxi! So touristy but so fun

Che Guevara and Camilo Cienfuegos @ Plaza de la Revolucion

Yummy churros on the street

Hemingway's favorite daiquiri @ El Floridita

Adios, my Cuba.