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This is not going to be a typical blog post. If it was I would wax lyrical about the paradise that is Hawaii based on a recent trip in March. I would dive into how the history of Hawaii and the arrival of laborers from different cultures (Japanese, Philipino, Portuguese, Korean and Chinese) at different…

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  For the best views of the Forbidden City head to Jingshan Park our Beijing guidebook advised. The wide-but-steep stone steps up the imperial park would have made for an easy climb if not for the last of the sauna-like heat that have been clinging to the capital since we arrived earlier that morning. I checked my iPhone for…

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Embracing the art of slow living during the nitty gritty of everyday life is not something I excel at. I’ve never been known to be patient and too often suffer from a bad habit of attempting to cram in three days worth of to do lists into one day – only to be overwhelmed by it…

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London is full of surprises and the one that I have recently embraced with open arms is Eneko at One Aldwych, which opened in September 2016. When a restaurant is affiliated to (and named after) a chef with three Michelin Stars and whose debut restaurant is ranked number 16 in the World’s 50 Best Restaurants list, you tend…

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“Do you know how to eat that bread?” he asked from the next table over. I was in the middle of slicing a small tomato to top onto crusty hard bread, so hard that I wondered if it was stale, and in doing so committed a foodie faux pas on one of the most traditional Catalan…

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There is one week out of the year that I love the most. It’s usually August, I’m likely barefoot and most certainly my family and I are at a lake house in Maine. The grill worked overtime cooking up marinated steak tips, pork chops and chicken wings while one of us hightailed it over to a lobster shack…

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Whenever I round the corner from my flat and look up an inevitable happy sigh escapes me. There, looming tall and sandwiched between King’s Cross Station and the British Library, is the St Pancras Renaissance Hotel in the midst of red double deckers and black cabs pacing past. It’s the first building in London that has ever…

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