Most of my long trips begin with a red-eye out of Montreal, and a fair number of those red-eyes put me down at Schiphol with hours to spend before the next leg. …
Olá, sweet seekers! 🥐✨ As I wandered Baixa’s bustling Rua Augusta one festive December evening, my senses were on high alert—twinkling lights above, the rhythm of a nearby street performer, and a …
