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There’s something quietly magical about the beach during winter break. No crowds, no rush—just the sound of waves rolling in, cool salty air, and wide open space to breathe. Watching the sunrise The shoreline feels softer somehow, calmer, like it’s letting you in on a secret that summer keeps too busy to share. Winter beach… Continue reading A Quiet Winter Break on the South Carolina Coast
Fifth Avenue in New York is more than just a shopping street; it feels like a stage where culture, luxury, and history come together. As I walked along its blocks, I felt surrounded by a living museum, with the bright windows of fashion houses standing alongside some of the city’s most prestigious art spaces. New… Continue reading Fifth Ave Gets Bold: Inside Eden Art Gallery
What can we learn from insects and animals? I have gained valuable insights from several creatures. Honeybees teach us about hard work and consistency, while dogs exemplify loyalty. cows provide us with milk, and I've even learned from cows the importance of chewing food slowly, although they still tend to be overweight. Perhaps I need… Continue reading Like a cat…Grateful
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
After finishing my exploration of the Ottoman Empire, I headed to the upper side of the Casbah streets to discover more history. There, I found myself standing right next to the house (now a museum) where Ali La Pointe hid from the French soldiers. Ali La Pointe la Pointe and three companions, Hassiba Ben Bouali, Mahmoud… Continue reading In The Casbah of Algiers (The Battle of Algiers)
8/29/2024 As I stepped out into the scorching afternoon, the relentless sun beat down on me, causing beads of sweat to form on my forehead. However, the allure of the Casbah streets was too strong to resist, and I found myself strolling through its bustling alleyways. El Casbah also referred to as Casbah, has always… Continue reading In the Casbah of Algiers (Ottoman Era)
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