In Art we have curators, who select and interpret individual works of art and pull them together to make a collection to be experienced as a whole. Why then can’t we have experience curators, those that pull together the hyper organised with fantastic makers, all the time focusing on the final collection, the poetry of the collaboration, the experience.
Dear Westernised world. It has come to my attention that we are spoiled by low cost airlines, by package holidays, by the ability to enjoy cheap travel and experiences…
I can give myself a big TICK in the “see more of Europe” travel ambition box after a busy July! Having visited Bruges many moons ago, it was high time I visited Belgium’s capital, Brussels, plus we made a day trip to Antwerp. Later in the month I travelled solo to France, back to my beloved Chateau de la Salle, to spend time with an old friend, doing absolutely nothing – divine! Finally at the end of July, one very early morning, Manny and I set off to visit Abruzzo. Let’s just say it was a very long day!
Last year, on a trip to London I ate my way around Old Street, checking out the new places that had popped up since I’d left the Big Smoke a year earlier. On a recent visit I discovered so many new places, I felt a follow up blog was about due. Feeling hungry? Read on!
I’ve been meaning to get back into some of the good habits I adopted last year and one of them is writing a monthly blog post about the things I’ve been up to. May is actually a really rubbish month to have chosen as I haven’t led a particularly exciting life for a few weeks – everyone needs some down time 😉 – however good intentions only get you so far, and if I’m going to get writing again then the best time is of course now!
A strange and marvellous thing happened earlier this year when Adagio Tea got in touch to say that they had seen my blog and wanted to send me some of their loose leaf tea to sample.
I’m hesitant to say that Cuba just wasn’t as amazing as I would have hoped. I really want to have enjoyed my experience there however, the weather was a bit rubbish most of the time, the food is boring and the double currency meant it wasn’t cheap and you always felt you were being ripped off.
Last week I had the opportunity to pop over to London for forty-eight hours and as Old Street is my old stomping ground I naturally made a beeline for the East End.
Well there has been a real health and travel focus this month which is great for both body and mind! I enjoyed two work trips to independently beautiful places, with beautifully independent people. I ate a tonne of fantastic food and worked it all of in the gym, plus I made my ovaries happy but allowing them to ovulate. Too much information? Read on…