the Belle epoque is the name of a small bistro, where the waiters know you by name, where there is a beer waiting for you along with the dish of the day, and a phone on the wall where to be called. The belle époque was a time of memories, where we were all young and happy everyone, is the place of nostalgia and perhaps regret, is a real place, or maybe not. If you could choose to live one day, just one, in a time that is not your own, which would you choose? Would you try to assassinate Adolf Hitler, or would you like to watch the fall of the Berlin wall, you would choose to go under the Bastille on 14 July 1789, or would you like to be at Woodstock while Hendrix playing the american anthem with his Fender white? Or simply you would choose to relive the most beautiful day of your life?