Abi & I couldn’t have asked for a more magical final day. The sun was shining, we visited a Lego Kingdom and ate like Queens. Sintra is a hilltop village about a 30 minute drive out of Lisbon, and well worth the day trip, even if...
Proudly wearing our hard-earned tourist medals post-full day of sightseeing, Abi & I headed to dinner at Yakuza. A fancy Japanese restaurant a little way out of town, we weren’t sure what to expect. However, the sterling Tripadvisor reviews helped put us at ease. And rightly so, because everything about our meal was...
Abi & I decided to make the most of the morning’s gloomy weather by cruising around some of Lisbon’s renowned historical sights, in the hope that our cultural efforts would be rewarded with sunshine in the afternoon. We headed to Belem just outside of the city centre where numerous of Lisbon’s most popular attractions...
SO, the moment you’ve all been waiting for has arrived. Time to unveil the most amazing, authentic Portuguese tapas restaurant in all of Lisbon! Taberna da Rua das Flores.
Despite the sad weather forecast Abi & I awoke to the most GLORIOUS sunshine and obviously headed straight to our hotel pool to catch some rays whilst our good fortune lasted.
Abi & I took advantage of the late May bank holiday weekend and squeezed in a fly-by trip to Lisbon to drink, eat and sight-see ourselves silly. Sunning ourselves brown had been high on the agenda too, but unfortunately the weather man had different ideas in mind and so a light ‘blush’ is all we had to show for our time in the southern European city.
For my final night in the motherland and in the company of three growing men, I could think of no better place for dinner than KöD (which translates as “meat”).
We woke up to glorious sunshine, and decided to nurse our aching heads with a trip to Torvehallerne, which describes itself “not as a supermarket, but as a super market”, which is entirely accurate.
A couple of weeks ago I flew back to the motherland for a long weekend to visit some of my favourite Danes, namely those that I went to summer school with. Since the standard reaction when I tell someone that I went to “summer school” is generally pity and an assumption that my parents wanted to punish me, let me start by assuring you that you needn’t feel sorry for me.
I’ve decided that there is such a thing as Christmas crack, and I am high all of December on it. Throw in a trip to the Cologne Christmas markets and I am nigh an overdose. Just to be clear, there are seven, SEVEN Christmas markets for you to completely lose your sh*t in.
My Cologne posts are ever so slightly delayed with the festive season now being over BUT, on the other hand, ‘tis the time to start planning for the next one, during which I highly recommend you put aside a weekend for a cheeky trip to the world’s biggest & best Christmas markets in Europe.
Thursday marked the end of our couple’s retreat and the arrival of our two close friends, Abi & Will, for some fun in the sun.
Somehow, a weekday in Spain is just so much better than a weekday back home. It may have something to do with the al fresco dining, fresh fish, smells of the sea, warmth of the sun, wine with every meal and ice-cream extravaganzas, but that’s just guessing…
We woke up to sunlight streaming through the windows. An experience far too rare, I eagerly jumped out of bed and ran outside to feel the warmth of the sun on my skin for the first time in what felt like decades.
With an evening flight home (sob), we made the very most of our last day and hit the road early for one last explore of Sicily. The destination of choice: the historic & charming town of Ragusa, a UNESCO World Heritage Site.