When Christmas rolls around, you can bet your bottom dollar that every Spaniard is fixated on the exact same thing - ham. Actually, when don’t they think about it? Jamón (ham) is nothing short of a national obsession and once you’ve tasted Spanish ham, no other will do. Sorry, prosciutto…
One of Morocco’s four old imperial cities, we’d long dreamed of navigating the intricate maze of the Fes medina and taking in the souks, monuments and (what we imagined to be) its tangible sense of history…
Missing Singapore? Yeah, us too. For all its spit and polish, its Gardens by the Bay, its posh high teas and those eye-popping luxury chattels on Orchard Road, it’s to the humble hawker centres we high-tail when we’re there. So do the locals, despite all those shiny…
What do Spaniards love more than a tomato? Not much. Per www.statista.com, in 2021 tomatoes were Spain’s most eaten vegetable (OK, so technically they’re a fruit, but go with this). Spanish-grown tomatoes make up 35 percent of European tomato consumption, making them a vital export crop too…
If you’ve ever been to Venice, you’ll understand how it gets under your skin. Sure, the crowds and tourist traps are annoying but if anyone has an overall ‘meh’ response to Venezia, I’d challenge them to locate their pulse. Srsly. You need to be fully dead to not appreciate this gorgeous place. And if you read Part One, you’ll have seen the…
How much do we love George Town? Let us count the ways. Charming, a bit crusty around the edges and with a very human scale, the UNESCO-protected heart of Penang’s capital is a gem. It might not have the glossy nightlife, restaurants or Insta-opps of, say, Bali, but we couldn’t give a flying flip…
There are plenty of reasons to love Sichuan (pandas, that food, the local opera style, natural beauty and glimpses of Tibetan culture spring to mind), but honestly, you could ditch the sight-seeing completely, decamp…
Venice. You know you want to. Or do you really? The over-tourism. The queues. The heat. The mozzies. The expense. It’s all a bit off-putting. I found myself in Venice in June for the very first time and as a fan of shoulder and off seasons, it wouldn’t have been my pick of months to go. Tacking it onto the end of a work trip, it was what it was. And what it ended up being was actually pretty darned amazing…
We love pounding BKKs hot pavements for street food bargains and the city is heckin’ jammed with them. Sitting in grungier corners and inhaling pad thai with a side-serve of tuk tuk fumes is one of our City of Angels highlights. And we love the thrill of a chugging ferry ride to an obscure, river-side alley for some rumoured, X-factor hawker stall, then feeling incredibly proud when…
