New York City is a place where every street feels like a movie set and every corner tells a story. 🎬 From the serene paths of Central Park to the neon spectacle of Times Square, my trip was filled with unforgettable sights, sounds, and surprises. Iconic landmarks, bustling streets, and even a celebrity encounter made… Continue reading My Cinematic New York Adventure
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All About Me (Part 2)
Olympic Women’s Handball Photo I spent all week dropping off and picking up my kids to/from their sports activities. I sometimes ask myself, why did I sign up each one of them to play two or three sports? I’m tired of driving around the city all week! Then I remember one of my friends once… Continue reading All About Me (Part 2)
All About Me – Part (1)
Inspired by some blogging friends, I have decided to share some of my childhood and adolescent memories. I was in middle school. After finishing science class, we left the lab and settled into our classroom, waiting for our French teacher to arrive. An assistant teacher came in and informed us that our teacher would be… Continue reading All About Me – Part (1)
Adieu 2024
My son standing next to the Paris countdown clock There are many different types of goodbyes, each steeped in its own emotion. Some farewells shimmer with the hope of reunion, filled with promises like, “I can't wait to see you again!” These moments often evoke warm feelings and a sense of anticipation. In contrast, other… Continue reading Adieu 2024
“If” My Imaginary Friend
A beautiful imaginary picture Today, I enjoyed watching the movie "If" with my kids, and I must say, it truly captivated me. The ending was both surprising and profoundly beautiful, leaving me with a warm feeling that lingered long after the credits rolled. I never anticipated the conclusion to unfold like that, but in retrospect, it all makes perfect… Continue reading “If” My Imaginary Friend
In The Casbah of Algiers – Door-to-door
During the Ottoman era, nobles used horses for transportation. To avoid dismounting to knock on doors, they placed the knock handles high. Additionally, there were large and small doors. I gazed at the door with great curiosity, pondering about its history and the lives of its past inhabitants. I walked and stopped at each door,… Continue reading In The Casbah of Algiers – Door-to-door