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InterRail 2010 – Part 13: Nancy

After visiting Paris, I started heading south, toward Italy. I was going to take the train through Switzerland to get there, so I had to change trains in the French town of Nancy. I had some time to kill before my train departed, so I decided to have a look around. . A thing I saw that really caught... Continue Reading →

My First Trip to Paris

In 1995, when I was five years old, I traveled to Paris with my mother, father and baby sister. We were going there to participate in a family member's wedding, but I barely remember anything about that event.   But I do remember some other minor stuff, like experiencing cola in a can for the first time, and... Continue Reading →

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