Unless you’re some bionic and supernatural human, most likely you’ve encountered some unlucky circumstances in your life. While I wish all of a safe trip — whether it’s for one week or one year, the reality is that bad things happen, to all of us. Have I ever told you the story of my butt abscess in Thailand? No? Well… Let’s leave it at that. You already know too much. Let’s just say I’m glad I had some form of nomad travel insurance then!
I was a bit underwhelmed the first ever time I set foot in Berlin. I thought the city lacked in “WOW” factor and was sprawling too much and missing some form of a focal point. Some may beg to differ, but this was my first impression. But here’s the thing. Correlating my relationship to Berlin to a romantic one (and I think it very much is), since I have been doing a ton of dating since I’ve been here and come to see differences between exploding flamboyant things that crash and burn in seconds and slow burners that surprise you over time and make you grow fonder. Berlin is a total slow burner. It may not impress you immediately, but give it time and patience, and it’ll start to grow on you until you just can’t get enough of it and start seeing beauty at every corner.
Europe is a magnet for travelers from all over the world, and for vegans it’s fast becoming a succulent, meat-free meca. The same is also true for travelers and those on vacation who just want to eat healthier, and do their bit for the environment and animal compassion. We don’t all have to tuck into blood-oozing steaks all the time, and you too can embark on a vegan travel odyssey as part of your exploration of the mighty continent of Europe.
I took a cooking class at The Thai Farm Cooking School in Chiang Mai, Northern Thailand. The main reasons why I picked this specific school over all the other ones is because they offered the opportunity to veganized everything on the menu and because their farm is fully organic. I had an amazing day, made all of the vegan Thai curry recipe, and met tons of other fun, food-loving travellers! I can’t recommend this day out enough if you happen to be in Chiang Mai.
I arrived in Kuta Lombok full of expectations, after hearing so many tales of unspoiled paradise from friends and trusted acquaintances. When I go somewhere I’m this hyped up about, reality doesn’t always match the expectations: it happened in the Perhentian Islands, it happened in Hawaii and it nearly happened in Koh Phangan. Unfortunately, it also happened in Kuta Lombok. I stuck around for a few days to explore the surrounding areas with a scooter, in search of the magic I’d heard so much about. And finally left for this wonderful retreat in Canggu where I belonged so much more.
I was just mandated to go and explore Margherita di Savoia with Destination Makers and eight other bloggers. Italy is a country I absolutely adore (this was my sixth time visiting!), so I didn’t hesitate one second, as I had never been this far south towards the heel of the boot. Margherita di Savoia is a rural town on the coast of the Adriatic that boasts the largest salt flats in Europe (and the second biggest in the world). It’s located 75 km north of Bari, so you would likely be passing by if you were on a cross-country road trip or a bike trip. And I’m here to tell you: stop over, gosh darnit! There’s amazing stuff to see!
I fell in love with being nude in public at vabali spa berlin. I know some of my German friends would roll their eyes at me for saying that Germans love themselves a bit of mixed gender nudity. But upon visiting vabali, I think they totally do. If you’re not familiar with the Freikörperkultur, of FKK (free body culture), chances are you will after spending some time in Germany. And while some would simplify that the FKK movement was born as a form of resistance against the East German regime, nudism in Germany has its roots way further in history. After doing a little research, what stuck with me most is the use of nudity historically as a way for people to free themselves from the religious restriction that has taught people to be ashamed of their body, and from the industrial society. Without clothes, no-one is a factory slave, everyone is equal.
You might have noticed that things have gotten a little weird over on Instagram recently. If you haven’t, well it is time you be in the known. Someone mentioned to me there were some sort of a celery juice movement happening unbeknownst to most normal people, one of the purported claims being that it could be beneficial to those with chronic urinary tract infections. UTIs are not really something I’ve talked about here, but they are a very annoying real part of my life. In the last few years, I’ve grown to be resistant to several types of antibiotics and spent hundreds of euros on natural remedies and potions of all sorts in the hope of curing this rather annoying condition. And I know A LOT of women relate to this. So if someone tells me that buying two euros worth of stalky things and drinking a big glass of it might help, whatever the benefits of celery juice may be, Imma juice, yo. Imma juice so bad it hurts. Imma juice like there’s no tomorrow.
I remember being at my Couchsurfing host Laura in Milan in preparation for my arrival to Berlin, about three years ago. She happened to be living between the two cities and kept yapping on about how free-spirited Berlin was. Specifically, she mentioned several times how wonderful it was that people were just totally nude in clubs like Berghain and Kitkat Club Berlin, getting it on in public as casually as you’d sip on a Coors Light back where I’m from.
I remember thinking she was either completely off her rocker, or something decidedly weird or wrong was going down in Berlin.
If you come here regularly or follow me on my social media, you probably know that yoga takes a very big role in my life. Beyond the fancy headstands and strange contortions I sometimes photograph myself into, yoga established itself as a daily practice in my life when I started backpacking through South East Asia. Spending long hours in crammed public transport or walking with a heavy backpack for several kilometers ended up taking a toll on my shoulders, back and hips and I found that daily stretching and yoga was the best way to keep my body limber and pain-free. So today is all about yoga.