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Thanks

As you know, I have recently started my blog, though I had it in mind for a while.

A blog is to share what you have in mind, in my case, to share what I like, and make you hopefully enjoy it as well.

I am used to advice my friends, family or friend of friends, on good places to go. I am often asked, and I love to look around, imprint a city, find nice and original places and atmosphere.

This blog allows it widely.

I was reading around, and I saw a sentence, written by a blogger “God some people are reading what I m writing”.

Hell yeah, he’s right, what is the point on writing and putting it public if no one is reading.

In my case, I am read and I want to thank the one following my blog, and the one reading it.

Smile and encouragement.

Positiveness.

Yes it is still 1st of April, and no it’s not un poisson d Avril.

In France, and largely in different European countries, such as the Netherlands, or in Belgium, Luxembourg…It is the custom to make jokes on 1 st of April.

Children, draw, create and cut their fish designed on paper, color them or not and them stick them with a tape on your back or on you bag or in your bed.

On the attached pictures, you’ ll see a part of my children creativity, knowing we are not home, they had only 2 papers, some stickers, 1 pen one felt-tip pen and no scissors.

It’s a nice tradition. It makes every one laughing, easy laugh, especially kids if you enter their game.

They can also do silly jokes, such as “you have a hole on your top” or “you have a bee on your hat”.

When you get older, more elaborated jokes are made.

For example, my husband, and my sister husband and cousin, took advantage of the time we took to bring coffee, to plot a joke. “Would you mind, if we would go out tonight, up north to a casino, guys only? They pretended a sudden and unexpected call from a very good friend”.
At first we wondered, looked at each other, my sister said ok, and replied, we would take the opportunity the next day for a girls night. (Keep in mind I have 3 children under 8 years old, and she has 2 under 3 years old).
I started retaliating…and stopped! One of them (the cousin) kept playing with my sister’s baby to avoid our eyes, my husband looked really relaxed and my brother-in-law was looking way too happy as well. We are not monsters keeping them in a bubble, more the contrary, but we had an evening already planned and not separated plans.
No way, your “poisson d’avril”ing us! in French/American…that mean you are making us an 1 st of April’s joke, a “fish of April” literally.

Let me know, if you have this custom in your country, and if yes, what was your “poisson d’avril” of the day?

Still a couple of hours to make an other where I am.

You still need to find where I stand (city, country) for the moment.

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About Hopeje

It’s all about love, life, and the pursuit of happiness. I’m a French-American woman from Paris — born with a suitcase in hand and a heart open to adventure. I’ve always been drawn to the vibrant energy of New York and Miami, visiting every year for a few weeks to recharge on their rhythm, sunshine, and sense of freedom. Who would have thought that life would take me to Luxembourg — where I would find, lose, and find myself again? There, I met the love of my life, built a family with three wonderful children, and traveled… endlessly. (Let’s not forget our loyal dog, who became part of our journey in 2013, and our second furry companion who joined us nearly three years ago!) From Paris to New York, Luxembourg to Miami — traveling has become our middle name. What I love most is discovering the poetry and energy of life wherever I go: architecture, people, customs, places, and the unique atmosphere that makes each encounter unforgettable. Life is a story of movement, emotion, and discovery. Let’s keep exploring, dreaming, and savoring every moment. PS: All content on this blog is shared with pleasure — but it is not free of rights.

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