When you hear the word ‘Portugal’, what do you think? Until a couple of weeks ago I had no strong feelings about the country. In my mind, the mind of one who is not the most geographically inclined it seems, I just thought…
When I started considering a ski holiday en famille (cos that’s how they say it in the Alps, innit), I considered our accommodation carefully. Basically, up in the mountains you have a few options: a self-catered apartment, a staffed chalet…
This week I am fulfilling every single January stereotype. Cold? Yep. A bit miserable? Indeed. Whining about it on the internet? WHOLEHEARTEDLY! I’ve been jealous of those lucky holidaymakers with few January responsibilities and loads of cash – is it…
When I thought about travelling alone to Mark Warner Lakitira Greece with the kids, I wasn’t too concerned. Despite murmurs from friends and colleagues of “you? Just you? You and the kids?”, the solo aspect didn’t worry me. I spend…
Airport hotels are a necessary evil. Much like visiting the dentist, getting a bikini wax or spending 50 quid on a pair of school shoes that will shortly be scuffed to buggery, splashing out on a hotel that you need for the sole purpose of being close to the airport is not The One. We love Bloc hotel, though!
I always find it incredible that when I go on holiday something profound seems to shift. Literally every trip I’ve been on in the last few years has brought a positive change in some way – Thailand, New York, New York…