Four days of nothing-weather, failed landscape plans, amateuristic museums, tiny house coziness, and a handful of snapshots that mattered more than any masterpiece could have. Conneux was exactly the slow reset I needed.

A lot of kilometers, experiences, beautiful sights and big sighs.

What does a dad do when he’s dragged along for a city trip by three teenage girls … yep, take a bunch of pictures.

A couple of days away for my 49th birthday.

When in need for oxygen, go to the beach.