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Postcards from Paradise

June 12, 2021 Laura Restrepo Ortega

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Few places have captivated me like Ventimiglia, a small town in Italy just an hour by train from Nice, where getting lost in the pink labyrinthine alleyways of the old town is half the fun.

To understand the charm of the Côte d’Azur you need to go no further than Villefranche-sur-Mer. What Mediterranean dreams are made of.

Paris brought me joy and Nice gave me life.

Blue skies & live music in Paris brought me so much joy. Merci! ❤️💙🤍

Paris is always soothing for the soul.

My first time in Barcelona delivered! What’s your favourite place in the city?

It’s so easy to get caught up in the excitement of exploring and discovering new things and people and places when I’m travelling, to forget where I was before and where I’m going next, to completely let go of whatever I might have felt was holding me back or why I left in the first place, as if nothing else existed but that moment, that experience, that place. And it can be a beautiful feeling, a liberating way to live, but only sustainable in the long-term if I keep travelling with purpose towards my goals.

After dreaming about returning to Europe for endless months, I flew into Spain less than three weeks ago. Then a personal loss on the other side of the Atlantic got me thinking about life and loss while on the road.

As I get older and the future becomes more inevitable, I know I do want to achieve these things that I once happily traded for hedonism and adventure, even if those dreams have changed and evolved as the years pass. And there are days that I wonder if it’s too late, if I wasted too much time, if it’s still possible. But New York, the City of Dreams, reignited my desire to make my dreams come true. Because it’s never too late and I refuse to spend the rest of my life regretting the things I didn’t do.

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