of pierogi and cherry vodka.

I’ve tried to write about Poland three times now and somehow I never get past a few paragraphs. I don’t … Continue reading of pierogi and cherry vodka.

Gyros aren’t pronounced guy-ros.

Greece was never really on my list, because a) I’m not a beach person and b) I don’t even own … Continue reading Gyros aren’t pronounced guy-ros.

All roads lead to…

I’d been to Rome once before – a long, long time ago, in 2007, when I was younger and (marginally) … Continue reading All roads lead to…

pizza and wine and cheese and wine and pizza and chocolate and wine

I wanted to like Buenos Aires. I wanted to believe all the romantic revelations of its carefree lifestyle, the wonderful … Continue reading pizza and wine and cheese and wine and pizza and chocolate and wine

actually, things aren’t perfect.

It’s funny how often people tell me I’m lucky. I’ve never quite been able to figure out what ‘lucky’ means. … Continue reading actually, things aren’t perfect.

Buenos Aires: parte uno

I’ve been here a month, and I’m a tiny bit closer to understanding this crazy-amazing city… so I’ll start with … Continue reading Buenos Aires: parte uno

Un poco Chile

Does anyone even read blogs anymore? Or have our attention spans been reduced to the likes of TikTok and Instagram? … Continue reading Un poco Chile

aaand I’m done. SO done. (for now)

Ah, Shanghai. The perfect stopover between London and Auckland. Food, culture, shopping. A chance to revisit China after 12 years. … Continue reading aaand I’m done. SO done. (for now)