Vienna is not a city that reveals itself all at once. Its beauty unfolds gradually, through imperial palaces and hidden courtyards, through music drifting from open windows, through elegant cafés where time …
Migration is not only a Greek story, or an Italian one. It belongs to everyone, everywhere, and it always has: the leaving, the packing of a whole life into one suitcase, and …
Bonjour art lovers! 🌸 Paris is not only the City of Light, it’s also the birthplace of Impressionism, a movement that changed the course of art forever. In the late 19th century, …
I loved the first one. Loved it enough that when a sequel was announced, twenty years after Andy first walked into Runway with the wrong shoes, I was equal parts thrilled and …
This is the boat. Cream hull, varnished timber window frames, lifebuoys strapped to the canopy, a Dutch flag at the bow, and along the side the registration and the capacity: twenty passengers. …
I have three of these on a shelf at home. They came from KLM flights, they are filled with Dutch gin, and each one is a scale model of a real building …
Hola, beautiful travelers! After exploring Madrid corner by corner and sharing so many stories with you on BubblyLiving, it finally felt like the perfect moment to bring everything together into one sparkling, …
I booked the W Amsterdam in February. A week later a court in Amsterdam ordered the company running it to leave the premises, and every travel forum I read told people to …
There is a line painted on the wall at Moco in Amsterdam, in dripping letters imitating Banksy’s stencil style, that says if graffiti changed anything it would be illegal. He did not …
I found this place in Amsterdam by accident. I was hungry, it was late, I had no reservation and I wanted somewhere that would take me anyway. Four days later I went …
The question I kept asking myself on the way out was why I had waited so long. I have been to Barcelona. I have been to London. Moco has a museum in …
I am a LEGO person. I have the Sunflowers set on a wall at home, I have been counting down to the Klimt one, and a city with a flagship LEGO store …
I did not book my Amsterdam trip for King’s Day. I booked it for the tulips, worked out later that the dates covered 27 April, and spent a while wishing they did …
Before this trip, every stroopwafel I had eaten came out of a supermarket packet. Sealed, room temperature, perfectly fine. I went to Amsterdam wanting to find out what the thing was supposed …
Amsterdam was full when I was there. Not busy in the ordinary way a capital city is busy, but full, with the whole country apparently in town at once and the canals …
I went to Amsterdam for two things. Tulips, because I had wanted to see them properly for years, and Van Gogh, because a museum devoted to one painter is a rare thing …
Migration is not only a Greek story, or an Italian one. It belongs to everyone, everywhere, and it always has: the leaving, the packing of a whole life into one suitcase, and …
Travel is not only palaces and pastries. Part of why I travel is to understand places, and understanding a place means meeting its history, including the parts that are hard to look …
Three days in London is a highlights reel. Five days is a holiday. I have already written up the tight three-day version for a first visit, the one that races through the …
