My eyes open sluggishly and adjust to the new interior around me. Pastel pinks and greens fill my view. A peek out the window tells me it’s still early. It’s dark outside, or as dark as it gets in this winter wonderland. The window sills are thick with snow. I realise it must have snowed more…
Mont-Saint Michel is a megalithic wonder. It is an archaic monastery perched on an island off the coast of Normandy, France. It dates back several hundred years and is woven with a rich history. We decided to pay it a visit while on a family road trip from Bretagne to Normandy. It holds a presence over the…
Sometimes you can spot a speciality coffee shop from a mile away. This was the case with MAME, a humble cafe on Josefstrasse in District 5 in Zurich. Little did I know that I was about to walk into the jewel of the craft coffee industry. The air in Zurich was crips and a light fog…
The day had finally arrived. I woke up to see the surrounding mountains crowned in snow. Eager to get out and play, I convinced my hosts to go for a hike. In no time at all, we were cosy in the car, on our way to Engelberg. Engelberg is an alpine town nestled in the…
As the season slows and I settle into a new life here in Switzerland, I am trying to explore as much of my surroundings as possible. Every day I pull on my boots, my coat and my gloves and I venture into the Swiss landscape to explore the place I now call home. One of the most…
Autumn has graced the landscape of Switzerland. I descended into a cool morning of fog twisting around red trees and a temperature of about 8°C. Marc collected me from the airport and took me along a languid drive home through the fiery forest. I am going to be in Switzerland for the next three months,…
“I’m sorry, I can’t go. I’m flying to Milan this weekend.” It even sounded glamorous when I sounded it out, Mi-lan! Rebecca and I were headed to Lake Como just north of the fashion capital of the world to soak up the autumn colours. It sort of started off with a few bumps in the…
A little dazed and half confused, we disembarked off the T2A bus at the top of Tibidabo mountain overlooking Barcelona city. As we stepped off the bus after our rollercoaster ascent, we blinked away the bright sunlight. I breathed in the fresh mountain air. I felt right at home. We staggered onto the hillside, marvelling…
I wiped the sweat off my forehead. My eyebrows knitted as my eyes attempted to squeeze out the sunlight. I cursed myself for not bringing my sunglasses on my little exploration. Overcast days in Barcelona are deceptive as the sun glances off the clouds into your eyes. Okay, let’s just take this one step at…
And so it begins: the journey to drop off the youngest Combrinck on her first day of university. She will be attending IE University in Segovia, Spain, the kind of place whose name seems so fantastical it could be the country Anne Hathaway rules in Princess Diaries. We decided to trek to Segovia by train….
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