Out again. Moving to Brussels

Some have decreed our madness definitively; some told us that we did well; some still thought it was not right or right or prudent to change again. The fact is that we moved again and we arrived in Brussels , after 12h of travel through Poland, Germany and the Netherlands, on July 28th. It seemed a foregone choice, …

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Krakow, Poland. A new start.

Waltz No. 3 in A Minor, Op. 34, No. 2 - Frédéric Chopin Since we arrived in Krakow at the end of October, I still could not put a point to the many feelings that this new moving unleashed. Krakow is a beautiful city, served by an excellent public transport network that connects the whole …

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A family trip to the beautiful Krakow

A few days ago we returned to France after a regenerating trip ... in the North, or rather in the Center-East. We spent a week in Krakow, Poland as guests of Mattia's sister. We wanted to detach for some time from our daily life, before the new jump (there are few changes in Vattelapesca house) and …

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#iamamigrant

I've always wondered, since I've been a migrant, if indeed I could call myself  like that. Because being a migrant carries with it a burden of courage, sacrifice, resilience and humility which, perhaps, I am not so sure of having. If I think of the history of the great Italian immigration , I think of a flow that has …

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