Much like London Stansted, Paris Beauvais, and Brussels Charleroi, the airport known as Milano Bergamo isn't really anywhere near the city it's named after. In fact, Bergamo's Orio al Serio is a good 50 kilometres from the hustle and bustle of...
Turin is the Italian capital of understated chic. The pocket-sized Paris of Piedmont, this place is innately - yet subtly - stylish, with an air of elegance which quietly, politely reminds visitors of the city's historical importance. Despite its regal past,...
This neighbourhood of Gdańsk is almost, almost, your average collection of boring, ex-Soviet apartment blocks. But on closer inspection, the residential area - just 10 minutes away from the central station - is different to any other Eastern European tower block...
A couple of times a year, I like to have a weekend away with an old friend, to combine two of my favourite activities: long overdue (and usually wine-fuelled) catch-ups, and exploring new places. My schoolfriend Katie and I have been...
I recently went back to Milan for the first time in almost a year, as I was desperate to see the Frida Kahlo exhibition at the MUDEC and had decided that this was a good enough excuse for a solo...
There’s an annoying stigma attached to travelling alone, as if it’s a sad activity that only the pathologically weird are allowed to enjoy. But if you ask me, solo travel is an experience that everyone who has the chance should...
There's a misconception that the cuisine in every European country north of the Alps is composed entirely of pig and/or potato, perhaps with a side order of boiled cabbage, and that if you want to eat really well, you have...
I have to admit that I knew very little about Latvia before booking flights there a couple of months ago. I'd been on the hunt for a destination for a February mini-break (cleverly combining S's Christmas present with our anniversary celebrations - smart,...
About 4 nanoseconds after sitting down at my desk after the Christmas break, I was already daydreaming about how to get away again (isn’t being an adult fun?). One evening a few days later, as I was trying to distract myself...
Whenever it rains here in Turin - and I honestly mean every single time - someone chuckles as they say to me, "You should be used to this, you're from England". But just because we've grown up with near-constant drizzle and...
