Sometimes the hikes would last as long as three hours. Lighting at the locations — which were not always planned out — meant the images themselves are also largely the result of nature’s whims.

The issue for me is that after this period the city falls back to sleep again. More specifically, during Christmas people seem to rack their brains just to figure out ways to make their city more attractive. In their efforts to do so they even seem to fix some issues the city faced for a long time.

I’ve never been the outgoing type, so meeting new people was always hard for me. In the past, it took me months to meet new people and build new relationships. I hope we’ll reverse the ‘need’ to be digitally present so we can once again connect with the real world around us. Disconnect to connect.

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THINGS ARE MOVING FASTER THAN YOU THINK

We’ll no longer need a physical piece of technology to connect with one another. Carrying around a device to help us function already feels vintage. I hope we’ll reverse the ‘need’ to be digitally present so we can once again connect with the real world around us. Disconnect to connect.

YOU’LL ALWAYS FIND GOOD LIMONCELLO IN SOHO

In example reflecting this is that there was a big street with Caffès, in the part of Athens where I live in, which did not have street lights installed. Although they were struggling for months to fix that, the issue was conviniently solved just a couple of days ago. Coincidence? I do not think so.

TRAFFIC LIGHTS ARE PRETTIER AT DAWN

The largest part of my route involves riding through an avenue with heavy traffic and public buses. There’s a park in the center of the avenue that includes a bike lane. Which means, by law, I should ride through the park’s bike lane and not the street… but I don’t.

Nothing excites me more than the split of second when I visualise something in mind which I have never ever possibly imagine before. I am so afraid to miss that fragment of vision, I will have to sketch it down immediately in my book. And this above, is that vision I have been keeping for a good timing.

I’m a firm believer that how your day goes depends on how you choose to start it. The days I’ve gotten up late and eaten a junky breakfast, my day is usually sluggish and a bit depressing. However, when I wake up early and take the time to gently allow myself to come into the day, I know I have an awesome 24 hours ahead of me.

Certainly, if you work well in one style, but are not as confident working in another, then it makes sense to leave that less confident work out of your portfolio.

I will have to sketch it down immediately in my book. And this above, is that vision I have been keeping for a good timing. No matter how narrow your scope is, there will always be stuff in the middle for you to trim away from your thought process.

I know my scope is a big one, so maybe it’s hard to apply it to your life. Maybe you have to worry about politics or process. The idea is to understand the “why” that is up in the clouds, and then be obnoxiously proficient at the “how” that is down in the dirt. No matter how narrow your scope is, there will always be stuff in the middle for you to trim away from your thought process.

I‘m a firm believer that how your day goes depends on how you choose to start it. The days I’ve gotten up late and eaten a junky breakfast, my day is usually sluggish and a bit depressing. However, when I wake up early and take the time to gently allow myself to come into the day, I know I have an awesome 24 hours ahead of me.

My hotel was in Yountville and I’d done no pre-planning. I asked the concierge for a running or hiking trail nearby, with underwhelming results. So in typical California fashion,
I decided to drive to my exercise. A quick Google search turned up Jack London State Park. If it was named after the author of White Fang and Call of the Wild, it had to kick ass, right?

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Two Margaritas hanging out

Chalk one up for the analog experience. I love maps. I buy them just before I leave on any significant trip and they end up cluttering my apartment, living under the bed in plastic bins and shoved in the corners of bookcases.

My hotel was in Yountville and I’d done no pre-planning. I asked the concierge for a running or hiking trail nearby, with underwhelming results. So in typical California fashion,
I decided to drive to my exercise. A quick Google search turned up Jack London State Park.

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That summer, since I have been postponing on seeing who’s Frida and how good is her coffee, I decided to grab a bus and see with my own eyes (and taste) this mystique coffee shop she’s been telling me about. And there I am, talking with Frida, just in front of the coffee store, not even entering the place, and things are just delightful from the beginning.