It used to be that travel for me was all about trying new food. Or not entirely about that, but it was a big part of it. Whether exploring supermarkets or trying dishes I’d heard of, eating out, it was all part of the experience. Heading to a country which is famed for its bread, …
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A is for ambiance
This is what we came for, really. Not the big attraction for the younger traveller. (Ssh. Don’t tell.) More a bit of wandering, watching, and soaking it up. The things that parents struggle for and, sometimes, the child permits. Paris, I mean. You would hope so. I thought about A is for atmosphere, and decided …
O is for observation
I had forgotten the potential for people watching that travel abroad provides. How, I’m not quite sure. But there we were, abroad. And there they were: people. People. Just doing their thing. Families, mostly, that I watched. Pushchairs and backpacks, carrier bags of increasing sizes advertising the park we were visiting that day. And yet. …
G is for gravity
Never was I so happy to have gravity reintroduce itself to me, as after a recent encounter with a particularly neck-battering roller coaster. I think I am still having flashbacks. The thing is, I’m actually quite sad about this. I used to love roller coasters. My dad and I had a thing about going on scary …
N is for new (experiences)
I had forgotten about the new. Going back to a city I knew, even in a few small areas, I had forgotten to expect the new as well. Staying in someone else’s flat for a week, I realised I had to learn the neighbourhood too – from scratch. Now living in the same place for …