Personal stories from the road—told through memories, moments, and the lens of a photograflâneur. These narrative posts go beyond guides, capturing the feeling of traveling slowly and intentionally with a camera in hand.
Trento is one of those cities that I visited as a part of my year-long adventure in trying to find a place for my wife and I to move to after we got married and wanted to start a family. I had never been. From a bit of research, it looked very promising as a possible candidate for a place to move to.
When I first arrived in Grenoble, it was late. I’d taken the bus from Genova—it clocked in just under six hours, around five hours and forty-five minutes. Honestly, I loved it. Buses give you a different kind of view than the train—slower, more grounded, more revealing. On the way there, it was dark and I couldn’t see much when we passed through the Alps, but on the way back? Breathtaking.
I’m really happy we decided to go to this small, but honestly fun festival near where we live. We got to connect more with our community, and it was honestly a great experience watching people of all ages smile with focaccia in their hand, kids running around while their parents relax in the shade of olive trees.
The first time I went to Camogli, I had zero expectations. I didn’t Google it. I didn’t have a plan. I just started walking—classic me. And when I reached the entrance of the town, up on a hill before you descend a staircase into the main part of Camogli, I stopped. Right away, I felt it. I didn’t know what I was walking into, but I knew it was going to be something special.
In the year leading up to our wedding in Florence in November 2023, I spent a lot of time exploring different towns throughout Italy, trying to find the right place for us to move after we got married. Just a couple of months before the wedding, I stumbled across Recco.
My Dear Paris, we meet again! My first trip to Paris was in 2018, and I’m still amazed by how much inspiration can be obtained from one singular city. The City of Light (Ville lumière) is undoubtedly a place of luxury, romance, and grandeur—but this time, I was interested in focussing beyond the postcard-perfect scenes.
Notre Dame de Paris has long been a history, art, and culture emblem. For many, including myself, the first introduction to this iconic cathedral came through literature, particularly Victor Hugo’s The Hunchback of Notre Dame.
Florence has given me countless unforgettable memories, and recently I found myself revisiting some of them.
This year marked the 100th anniversary of the Stella Maris Festival—a tradition that runs deep in the hearts of Camogli’s people. It honors the Virgin Mary, Stella Maris—Star of the Sea—the protector of sailors and fishermen.
Recalling my first experience visiting Genova, Italy. A magnificent city where history and modern genuinity meet in the most unexpected way.
