We set out for a heroic 40 km ride through the Esterel mountains — electric bikes, early morning discipline, and protein yogurt for breakfast.
By 10 a.m., we were in Saint-Raphaël, ready for adventure.

But then came the drizzle, the smell of grilled shrimp, and the irresistible laughter of locals already sipping white wine over oysters.

So much for the cycling.
Sometimes, the only race worth running is between the seafood stall and the cheese shop.

🎙️ Listen, imagine the sea breeze, and taste the quiche.

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Every morning in the South of France feels like a quiet competition of who can rise earlier — the fishermen, the bakers, or the retirees with their espresso cups.

The air is mild, the sky pink, and yet everyone is up before dawn, smiling as if sleep were optional.
Meanwhile, I — a devoted admirer of both poetry and pillows — keep wondering: how do they do it?

Maybe it’s the rhythm of the land.
Maybe it’s centuries of petits choux waking up with the first light.
Or maybe they’re just born with lighter dreams.

📸 Saint-Raphaël market. Oysters, sunrise, and existential questions before 7 a.m.

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What happens when a stern Tatar mother wanders into Tinder after dinner, armed with a rolling pin and zero illusions?
A sharp, witty chronicle of online dating: from gloomy profiles and misplaced zodiac signs to an Austrian pilot straight out of a 1960s ad brochure.
Love, disappointment, irony — and a reminder that sometimes the only real magic is taking yourself out for dinner.

Welcome to Echoes of a Tatar Childhood — a journey from the cool breeze of the French Riviera back to the bright but fleeting summers in Bashkortostan. In this episode, I share tender memories of cousins, grandparents, rainy verandas, village life, and the flavors that shaped my soul. It’s a story of family, resilience, and the sweet little echoes that tie the past to the present.

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In the South of France, food isn’t just food — it’s the true religion. 🍷🥖
Families remember a lamb leg with rosemary from five years ago more vividly than yesterday’s conversation. Even babies are raised on gourmet purées flavored with duck, figs, or Gruyère. By August, the unspoken calendar declares: it’s time for peaches, figs, melons, and plums — bursting with juice, sweetness, and summer sun.

This is a love letter to the flavors of August in France — a season where every bite tells a story, and every fruit is a memory. 🌿🇫🇷

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A witty chronicle of family life, where summer holidays, French camps, and everyday dramas meet the sharp eye of a restless Tatar mother. Humor, warmth, and a pinch of discipline.

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From melting feet on Mallorca’s burning rocks to the bronzed Spanish police who make even toddlers fall silent — this is not your typical summer story. Add fruit vendors chanting “Melona, melona, coco…”, overloaded beach carts, and RoboCop-like officers patrolling Cannes, and you get a tale of two coasts: playful Mallorca and iron-willed Côte d’Azur. A Tatar mother’s gaze ties it all together.

🎙 "From the sun-drenched shores of the French Riviera, where freckles tell their own summer stories and motherhood gets a playful twist — join me for tales of kids, sea, and unapologetic naps. Equal parts humor, warmth, and just a hint of rebellion."