If there was one iconic image I had of Paris, it was cycling through the streets on a cruiser bike. The image would be made perfect by a flouncy midi skirt, Breton striped boat-necked shirt, and an effortless chignon. Of course there’d be a baguette sticking out of the wicker basket. While the outrageous stereotypes of this dream sequence didn’t happen – I wore printed ankle pants with a grey v-neck and there was no basket or baguette – Fat Tire Bike Tours did make the rest happen for me.
I thought I’d want to stay close to Las Ramblas when I was visiting Barcelona but after one visited I actually wanted to stay far, far away. Thankfully my Devour Barcelona food tour introduced me to a whole new neighbourhood. Gracia is only a mile away but world’s apart from the tourist traps.
I must admit that I love my fancy Venus razor with replaceable blade cartridges, but it sucks at travel. The packaging for the blade wasn’t reusable and just sticking the razor into my toiletry kit while on the road was a dangerous, messy option. I may have fist pumped in the aisle at Target when I stumbled onto the Venus Snap.
Can you believe that we’re already 10 days into December? Yikes! Christmas always seems to sneak up on me and this year is no different. I know it seems like everyone and their dog is putting out a gift guide this time of year, but I love looking at them all when I get stumped on a cool gift for someone. I also wanted to share some things that I use in my travel life that I think would make fab gifts for the travel lover on your shopping list.
Paris strikes me as a lady of a city. Elegant and refined. Not gaudy and loud. Not overly showy or pushy. When I think of hotels in Paris I think of cozy, elegant rooms mixing heritage buildings and fine fixtures. Of hushed conversations and real tea drunk from china cups, not paper. On the border between the 8th and 9th arrondissements sits the newly opened Hotel de Seze, which embodies all of these qualities.