Our time in Venice was magical from the moment we floated in our highspeed Frecciarossa train to the the time of our departure in the middle of the city’s famous Vogalonga boat race. That doesn’t even tell the story of the beautiful churches, palaces, galleries and food. Read on for more! Continue reading High Speed Trains and Slow Food – Italy and France by Train Part 3: The Venetian Vogalonga
On our first full day in Barcelona we toured the ancient and inspiring Gothic Quarter before spending the afternoon taking every effort to take the paths least trodden towards the Parc de la Ciutadella Continue reading Coffee In Catalonia Part 2: The Barri Gotic Quarter, The Born & Sant Pere
Our final day in Prague began with an epic Italian breakfast at La Bottega Bistroteka that fuelled us up for a mammoth morning of sightseeing. We started our walk to Prague Castle by crossing the Charles Bridge and heading up the hill to the summit. After a leisurely stroll through St. Vitus Cathedral and the castle complex we took the scenic route back down the hill and through the old town for a locally inspired lunch of sausages and trdelnik.
It was then sadly time to head home in Business Class with British Airways which featured one of the weakest in-flight meals I’ve ever eaten. Continue reading A Cheapskate’s Luxury Weekend in Prague Part 4: The King Of The Castle Plans His Retreat
On our second day in Prague we started the day with one of the most amazing breakfasts we’d ever had at Eska. We needed that delicious food to fuel us through a tough day visiting the various old synagogues in the City. In the afternoon we stopped for a cubist coffee, witnessed a monument to protest, passed the wonderful Lucerna and ended the day at Lokal where we enjoyed some hearty Czech fare for a delicious dinner. Continue reading A Cheapskate’s Luxury Weekend in Prague Part 3: Brunch, Beer And Culture Lost
It was a time of real change in my life and the uncertainty was killing me. We were in France to visit my new born Niece but there was only one thing on my mind, did I get the job that was haunting my dreams and my confidence? Continue reading My Starbucks Nightmare, the Interview and a Trip to France