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Free Range Tourism (PART 2) | São Paulo, Brazil ~ Day 15

*PART 1 OF A 2 PART STORY… HEAD HERE FOR THE FIRST BIT* * We rushed SESC to cram everything else in we had left to see, our next stop being Beco do Batman, which is a famous alley filled with loads of incredible street art (but packed with crazy tourists). The area was amazing too, a really great place for young people. We slipped into one little place that looked kind of like a place to buy furniture and groovy things but also a place to tailor and design these things. I’m not entirely sure but it was picture-perfect. Dodging Instagram girls getting that duck face selfie in front of the artwork, we walked through Beco do Batman after our brief pitstop at design heaven, stopping briefly at little stalls which sold local dairy products (mainly cheese). The colourful, vibrant and dynamic walls suited the neighbourhood, which seemed to be seething with life. Toward the far end of the alley, and just a bit more of a walk away, there was a great staircase, …

Free Range Tourism (PART 1) | São Paulo, Brazil ~ Day 15

Our next morning in São Paulo was spent at Fernando Costa Park, an incredibly stunning park toward the north of the city, filled with colonial style yellow buildings, free-range chickens and chicks, tropical trees and shimmering ponds. A food market and fair were setting up in one part of the park as people were trickled into the park on this gloriously sunny morning. We meandered around the ponds and palms, chasing chickens and screaming at the baby chicks (ok that was just me). I had heard there was great organic breakfast at the park every Saturday morning, hence our visit. We reached a group of yellow buildings, to which on the other side were many people sitting at tables and eating the very breakfast I was in search of. Two men played on guitars to one side as people flooded into a building in front which housed an organic farmers market, filled with all sort of fresh organic produce. EEEEEE. In front of the entrance was a little hut, where a handful of people were …

SSA > GRU | Salvador – São Paulo, Brazil ~ Day 13

We said farewell to the amazing Salvador by firstly having a quick look and the amazing hidden street art on the exact road we were staying on and the amazing painted dutch tiles on the facades of houses…. Painted tiles. AMAZING STREET ART. After the fastest photo-taking ever (we were totally blocking a one-way road) we took a quick visit to the city’s most famous market, the Mercado Modelo, which is filled souvenirs at amazing prices, food and even capoeira. Right at the bottom of the Elevador Lacerda and near the port, it’s definitely a hotspot for any tourist in need of holiday gifts. We had spent the morning just packing and saying goodbye to our magical Airbnb, so we were starved and grabbed some pastel and juice from a nearby lanchonete. It felt like the Brazilian version of an American diner; dashingly dressed old men drank coffee from plastic cups, freshly made goods were dished up on scratched plastic plates and the swivelling bar-like stools wobbled precariously when sat on. We each had a …

(All I Wanna Say is That) The Weather Don’t Really Care About Us (PART 2)| Salvador, Brazil ~ Day 12

(PART 2 OF A TWO-PART STORY – HERE IS PART 1) * To our total shock horror, when we stepped out of the restaurant, it was gloriously sunny outside, with no sign of rain. WTF BRAZIL. Without questioning it, I whipped out my damp camera and started snapping everything I could, even getting ‘blessed’ by a man wearing a beautifully patterned robe and holding holy water in one hand and a bunch of, I assume holy, leaves in the other. I had no idea what was happening here. Despite the sudden turn of events, I could feel my poor skin begin to sizzle in the sun, still feeling the literal burn of Itacaré. Street photography turned into a sudden dash to the car to retrieve my suncream, but alas, my skin wasn’t yet to be saved; coming from just up the road, I could recognise that distinctive twanging sound of the berimbau anywhere, following by the beating of the acabate and choral singing. Capoeiristas were practising and playing music in the very square we had …

A Trip To Snowy Normafa ~ Budapest

A blizzard of white flakes saturated the sky for days. Temperatures dropped to -10 and wearing 7 jumpers to go outside was no longer optional; The Beast From the East was operating with full throttle. In Budapest, the snow is a normal part of city life every year, but it doesn’t make it any less of a hassle. Walking anywhere becomes ten times more painful, choosing outfits boils downs to how thick and warm layers are, and warm stews and drinks are compulsory – luckily for those in Budapest, Hungarians do rich, warm, stews and soups (and generally Winter-food) the best. The snowy blankets dissipate from the city centre’s surfaces fairly fast due to the heavy footfall and busy transport system. But for a magical snow experience, head to the hills – the Buda hills. With ‘peaks’ rising up to 500m, the Buda Hills stand majestically over the city centre, looking over the Pest side. In Summer, the Hills are a serene escape and full of Summer lovin’, but in Winter, grab your skis, snowboards and …

London Off The Beaten Path ~ A Travel Top 6 Guide!

Yay, it’s time for another Travel Top 6 Travel Guide! This month for you all I’ve researched and collated eleven special locations in London, those of which are super awesome and unique places to visit in the majestic capital. From an iconic disused Power Station in Battersea to a farm in the middle of the city to a neon-wonderland in Walthamstow, these spots are not to be missed. Check out the excerpt below and head to the full article for more! * London’s iconic sights and historic landmarks are known pretty much all over the world: from Big Ben and Tower Bridge to London Eye and Buckingham Palace, just to name a few. But this vibrant capital has more to offer than whatever’s listed on the first page of your travel guide. In fact, explorers willing to veer off the beaten path in London will be rewarded mightily with loads of alternative sights and unique experiences worth writing home about… The Barbican Centre… Battersea Power Station… Dalston Eastern Curve Garden The Emirates Airline… God’s Own …

The Taste of a Memory

Continuing the pattern of drifting slowly through the Summer days, I traveled across the small Bulgarian town to my dad’s friend’s villa; an amazing little place high up in the hills overlooking the town. The wooden house held two floors and a balcony. Fruit trees bore beautifully ripe apricots and peaches, and chickens roamed in a small allotment amongst flowers and shrubs and plants; a dream location. We then continued on drifting to try and find some particular spices that we’ve longed for for many a year in our home cooking; chubritsa, regan and a kind of cumin. Often used in marinades or in meat and fish meals, to me it’s the smell of Bulgaria. Most notably the chubritsa and cumin truly MAKES a kufte – a Bulgaria “meatball” (basically a tiny burger). Mothers’ meeting. Venturing into my grandma’s building’s long-unopened cellar whilst back home, my dad and I went to find his old camera film developing equipment; cobwebs entangled abandoned possessions from long ago and dust thickly coated boxes and books and barrels. The …