France, on the road
To say I love a good road trip is an understatement.
I grab a map, set the destinations points, calculate the best route (a fine balance between efficiency and scenery), and off we go.
This is where the journey is the destination.
Where the movement is the arrival.
In 2012 Max had a conference in Paris. We had two weeks. I was going to make this trip an adventure. We went north and we went west. These are some of those moments in time.
i am ayla
born in the east, raised in the west
daughter of two academics, both artists
masters in human rights, committed to social justice
love affair with travel, art, and food
speaks four languages, laughs in all