From wandering the quiet alleys of Lisbon’s old town, to hopping between coffee shops in Paris, or admiring the clean lines of Scandic townhouses in Norway — each city offers its own street chapter and a story to tell. There are no frames being the same, as I try my best to narrate the story through my own lens. Occasionally, I find myself spending less than 24 hours soaking in the atmosphere and grabbing a slice of pizza in Italy or standing along the Dutch canals and people watch.
Other times, I seek out paths less traveled — like the streets of Montenegro, where hidden beauty lies tucked between stone walls and fading shutters.