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Copenhagen, Between Stories

Somewhere between the royal palaces, the Vikings, Andersen’s fairytales, Kierkegaard’s existential crises, a library that looks like a giant black diamond and one surprisingly tiny mermaid, I somehow ended up travelling through several centuries without really leaving the city. Perhaps that shouldn’t surprise me. This is, after all, the city of Hans Christian Andersen, the man who spent his life writing about ugly ducklings, impossible love, little girls with very questionable footwear choices, mermaids who made spectacularly bad romantic decisions and people discovering that what they really wanted was somewhere to belong. So, basically… psychology, but with better costumes. Read more

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Burg Eltz And The Climb Within

Hidden deep in the German forest, untouched by wars and time, Burg Eltz patiently waits at the end of a trail that doesn’t seem particularly intimidating when you first look at it. “It’s only a short walk,” I told myself. Well… I should have defined short first. The forest was beautiful, birds were singing, sunlight was dancing through the trees and then there was me. Halfway up the hill, my smartwatch informed me that my heart was somewhere between cardio work out and being chased by a bear. Thirty degrees outside, almost two years of treating exercise as an optional hobby and suddenly every single life choice that involved “I’ll start on Monday” came back to introduce itself. I wasn’t climbing a mountain, I was negotiating with my lungs. I had to stop. Well… more than once…   Read more

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Weekend Notes From Épernay

There are many sophisticated places in the world. And then there is Épernay, which simply pops the cork and sprays it directly into your face (metaphorically speaking, of course). I arrived in the heart of the Champagne region with the elegance of a woman who had absolutely no intention of becoming tipsy at noon and the optimism of someone who underestimated the power of French bubbles. The first thing you notice in Épernay is that everything looks impossibly French. The streets are elegant, the buildings carry the aura of old money and even the air smells like grapes and generational wealth. It’s the kind of town where you suddenly start walking slower, pretending you know things about wine.

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Amore in Bari: Chronicles of Love and Fate

Did you ever go to Bari, that town so lovely as a nice twirled spaghetti dish?

Snuggled in the cosy arms of the Adriatic Sea, Bari is that great Italian aunt who has a never-ending supply of hugs and gelato. Imagine cobblestones that sway to the beat of your footsteps, having long since perfected the tarantella step in that long promenade and in those picture-postcard squares that radiate with a fuzzy warmth of atmosphere. Read more

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A Love Letter to Romania: 10 Stays That Will Steal Your Heart

Don’t Know Much About Romania Beyond Dracula? Let Me Fix That.

If the only thing that comes to mind when you hear “Romania” is a vampire with questionable dental hygiene, then I have fantastic news for you: my home country is so much more than spooky legends and pointy castles.

It’s time to pack your bags and fall in love, with fairytale landscapes, charming villages frozen in nostalgic time, painted monasteries that look like something out of a storybook, fortified churches that whisper secrets of the past, and a national obsession with sarmale (stuffed cabbage rolls) and mamaliga (our golden maize porridge love child). Read more

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Rotterdam, the Capital of Cool

During my basic education years, I picked up a few facts about what would one day become my adopted home: the Netherlands. Tulips are Dutch (or so I thought, until I later learned they originally came from Turkey), Rotterdam is Europe’s biggest port (and from 1964 to 2004, it was the busiest in the world), and the Erasmus Bridge in Rotterdam is named after Desiderius Erasmus Roterodamus, one of the greatest scholars of the Renaissance. I learned about Rembrandt and Van Gogh (Van Gogh later became my favorite) and about PSV Eindhoven, Ruud Gullit with his wild hair, and Marco van Basten (my brother was a diehard fan). Read more

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