What Happens When You Drop Everything and Book a Random AirBnB in R...

Written by: A recovering workaholic with Google Maps, a camera, and a thirst for espresso & silence.

A few weeks ago, right before summer ghosted us like a flaky Tinder date (no experience here! I promise!), we did something crazy: we actually took time off. I know. Bold. Audacious. Practically illegal if you’re a Type-A, hustle-addicted, dopamine-craving productivity machine like… well, all of us.

We needed a break. A real one. Not a "staycation" where you pretend to relax but still end up answering emails in pajama pants. No. We needed a “where-the-hell-even-is-that-on-a-map” kind of getaway.

So, we fired up Airbnb, filtered for “somewhere with trees and no 5G”, and clicked Book Now.

Destination: Bergnicourt, France

Population: 300 humans. Traffic: 10 cars a day if someone’s cow gets loose. Vibe: Tranquil AF.

Day 1 (and basically, all days after as well): Escaping the Matrix

We left on a Monday morning (because weekend travel is for amateurs and traffic masochists). Reims, the legendary Champagne capital, was our geographic anchor. But instead of staying in the city, we swerved hard into the French countryside, landing in Bergnicourt. A “village” in the same way my grandma’s flip phone is a “smart device.”

This place isn’t a village. It’s a vibe.

It’s basically a street with ambition. One long road, framed by sleepy houses with shutters that probably haven’t been opened since dial-up internet. Honestly? It was perfect.

The Landscape: Instagram Called. It Wants Its Filters Back.

Check out the photos (you did already, right? RIGHT?). The colors? Straight outta Lightroom preset heaven.

The forest stream? Like FernGully and Lord of the Rings had a French baby.
The sunset over the village? Yeah, that’s not Photoshop. That’s just nature flexing.
The broken down old buildings? Rustic. Moody. Full of character.
The church and cemetery? Let’s just say: If Tim Burton was French, he’d have moved here already.

Oh, and that statue of Mary with the French plaque? Mood. Translation: “If the name of Mary is engraved in your heart, don’t pass by without whispering an Ave.” 🙏 Basically, even the religious monuments here are whispering: “Slow the hell down, Karen.”

What Did We Do There?

Nothing.

And that’s the point.

We didn’t “hit the highlights.” We didn’t “optimize our time.” We didn’t “maximize ROI.” We sat. We wandered. We breathed actual clean air. We had existential conversations about why cities exist at all. And yes, we drank wine while staring at trees like emotionally fulfilled hobbits.

Back in my day, this was called vacation. Now it’s called “disconnecting to reconnect.” Whatever. It worked.

Real Talk: Why This Kind of Travel Slaps

🧠 Perspective is the ROI.
When you remove yourself from the noise, you start hearing yourself think again. You can’t out-hustle burnout. You gotta out-smart it.

💥 Your soul isn’t tired because you’re doing too much.
It’s tired because you’re doing too much of the wrong things. (Also, sitting in traffic 8 hours a week is not a personality trait. Believe me!)

🚀 Happiness isn’t found in airports and checklists.
It’s found in the middle of nowhere, at 8pm, watching the sun set behind a house that hasn’t changed since 1823.

So, Should You Go to Bergnicourt?

Only if:

You want to hear birds instead of Slack notifications.
You think quiet is underrated.
You want to prove to your inner hustle-junkie that you're allowed to enjoy life without monetizing it.

This place isn’t for everyone. There are no Michelin restaurants. No souvenir shops. No influencer traps. You’ll find churches, cows, gravel roads, and the sound of your own breath returning to its natural rhythm.

But if you need a reset? A real one? This is it.

Pro Travel Tip (Gen X Dad Mode Activated):

If you’re under 40 and wondering what it feels like to live without constant connectivity, go to Bergnicourt. It’s like airplane mode… but for your soul.

And hey, while you're there, maybe whisper an Ave to the statue. You never know what kind of peace you might unlock.

📍 Location: Bergnicourt, France
📸 Mood: Inner peace with a side of existential awe

Wanna actually enjoy your next vacation? Stop scrolling. Start strolling. (And book the weird AirBnB next time.)

You're welcome. 🥖🍷🌲