I had just arrived at the little Spanish town near Alicante where I'd be spending a couple weeks, so I would have plenty of time to taste test each one.
Mexico City is like a large European city with a tropical jungle twist. It's also one of the largest cities in the world, but you wouldn't know it from the cool, calm atmosphere that presides over the Roma Norte neighborhood where I am staying for a few nights. My life has a travel writer takes me to great places like this all the time. I’ve explored the bohemian cafes of Prague…the seductive beaches of Portugal…a seaside village in Turkey…and the neighborhoods of Buenos Aires.
If you love that lost-in-time feeling, then you will love Lisbon. The city’s wistful air preserves crumbling balconies and buildings that grasp at their cracked-tile exteriors. Royal palaces remain untouched by renovation, as if a marquis could come down the marble steps at any moment. Toy-like yellow trams sway over tracks, the creaky wooden interiors from the 1930s still intact.
I didn’t buy this house, and I don’t pay rent or bills for it, either—but it’s mine to enjoy for the next six months while my boyfriend and I house-sit here, amid the magnificent landscape of the Karpaz Peninsula in Northern Cyprus. Before coming here, I had read some strange and fascinating things about the Karpaz Peninsula, as if it were a magical place. Much of it is true. There’s an energy on this isolated and largely undeveloped stretch of land.