There is a wild charm to Andalusia. The vistas feel like film stills where you are equally likely to witness a an impromptu flamenco or a white horse strolling the country side.
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This blog is an archive of past content (2009-2017) and is not being updated at the moment. As such, some destination information is likely out of date.
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There is a wild charm to Andalusia. The vistas feel like film stills where you are equally likely to witness a an impromptu flamenco or a white horse strolling the country side.
In the arty LX district, inside the loveliest bookshop, right behind the two-storey printing press, Pietro, a 76-year-old inventor, showed us his exhibit of philosophical machines.
Lisbon leaves a bit to be desired in the accessibility department but it makes up for it with bursting city vistas, or 'miradouros' on every hill and rooftop.
It was time to take our first trip with Lumen. Travelling with a little passenger was a bit of an adjustment: the baby is foreground, everything else is background.
Hello again. Our little Lu is here. We're emerging from the moon-eyed, sleep-deprived newborn haze.
It's been quiet around here lately. This is because we've been staying close to home, waiting for our baby to arrive.
A couple of weeks ago a devastating reason brought us back to Belgrade a few short months after we last visited.
From the time I was small I've been hearing about a place in the Greek interior, dotted with impossibly high rock outcroppings, each crowned by a monastery.
Our crew was a mixed bunch: couples, cousins, friends of friends, and a few stragglers—9 in total. Some greeted every day beer and cigarette in hand, others were happier going for cleansing morning swims.
Don't get me wrong, these are not lessons on how to sail (we hired an experienced skipper). These are tips on how to enjoy sailing to the fullest.
There are plenty of shiny, modern buildings in Belgrade, but none of them are head-turners. The facades that are steeped in history are the ones that stand out.
"Macura? What's that? Never heard of it." No one I spoke to had heard of the place I was most excited to see—Serbia's newest contemporary art museum.
Space exploration is the ultimate form of travel. It's a subject that ignited my imagination as a child and makes me emotional as an adult.
During my recent trip to Serbia I had the chance to write for Aussie magazine Frankie about my hometown, Belgrade, a place that isn’t often the subject of wanderlusty travel features.
When I was little we lived in an unmarked building on a tucked away street. Fed up one day, my father hand-lettered the street name and number in bright yellow paint next to the entrance.
It's ridiculously easy to spend your life savings in a Copenhagen design shop. We somehow managed to exercise restraint by choosing a few select stores and keeping things small-scale.
We rented a rustic cottage a few kilometres from the wedding site in a town called Veddinge—which I assumed meant wedding. Perhaps it would be a little too on the nose if it were true.
There are moments when Denmark appears quite homogenous, but all stereotypes are broken in Nørrebro, one of Copenahgen’s most diverse neighbourhoods.
We couldn’t have had a more welcoming first impression of Copenhagen. Right at the doorstep are a series of lakes—a great spot for people watching—and a main bicycle-path artery across the city.
When my husband, Clay, and I decided to venture south to Detroit for a long weekend getaway (sans kids), the decision was met with more surprise than expected.