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📸 Andy Holmes via Unsplash Even at 9am, the Mediterranean sun aggressively splits through the sky and I’ve long since whipped off the thin jumper I wore over my cotton playsuit as protection against the early morning and heavily air-conditioned flight from LGW. Standing sticky from a full-body application of sun cream liberally applied in the loos of baggage reclaim, D and I wait as part of a crowd hanging by Napoli Airport bus stop to take us into the city centre. As the an

📷 www.glamour.com tap your heels together three times “I’m fine! Everything’s really great. I’m having THE BEST time” How often have you spun out that similar line of utter bollocks into a message? Whether you’re away uni, moved to a new town for work or joined the expat club somewhere completely alien to everything you’re used to, glossing over the negative spots of a new adventure and jazzing up the reality is a universal practice of humans around the globe. So why do we d

Poor & The City 📷 by Em So you’re either in or heading to Salzburg for a cheap European city break. With the pull of the pound getting weaker and weaker, you’ll want to get enough euro-bang for your buck at every turn. I don’t blame you, with a measly bit of Apfelstrudel and an Aperol Spritz costing a combined tenner, recuperating that beer money from somewhere else during your Salzburg city escape could stretch your overall holiday budget just a smidge further. Recently I f

An edited version of this post can be found on ciao.citalia.com/blog After wolfing down a sleepy breakfast on the terrace of the Grand Hotel Capodimonte, watching the first pinky whispers of sunrise over the bay of Sorrento, the girls and I were outside of the hotel at 7.30am sharp for the Amalfi Coast drive excursion pick-up. Fuzzy 📷 by Em But of course this is Italy. And expecting the bus to turn up on time is ridiculously British of me, as the relaxed la dolce vita lifest

10 things to see & do 📷 by Lauren Emil The City of Bath is a honey-hued warren of beautiful Georgian buildings, windy cobbled streets, and in some parts a network of subterranean caverns. Cupped between the hilly Wiltshire countryside, in the thick of Jane Austen country, Bath attracts a range of visitors from spa breakers, to romantic weekend away-ers, stag & hen do-ers (although more hen parties than stags I’d say) and fly-by day trip-ers. Bath is one of those places which

Whirlwind weekend in VIENNA 📷 by www.theviennablog.com There’s nothing quite like a city break in the ‘in between’ months (or any kind of break let’s be honest), spending a long weekend with a couple of your bestest girls in a fabulous city is something that just can’t be beat*. For me, the ingredients that make up a perfect short escape are lots of art, consuming at least 1000+ calories per meal, heaps of walking from one historical site to another, drinking delicious wine

GIRLS GONE WILD-ISH Like how most summer holidays start, ours begun on a cold, rainy and grey morning. F and I travelled to Gatwick together and met D at check-in, with tickets printed and bags swiftly pushed through drop off we swanned through security to browse the fragrant tempting maze of duty free. After a good old airport breakfast and a game of which floppy hat suits D in Accessorize, we boarded the double-decker plane to Cancun. Getting comfy in our seats and flicking

OK, IT WAS MORE LIKE 31ish HOURS IN PARIS Birth·mas /ˈbirthməs/ noun 1. the combination of birthday & Christmas. Celebrated by those born on or around Christmas. One of my bestest pals, D, falls in to this category. Her birthday is Christmas Eve. Forever eclipsed by the festivities, her birthday has always taken a bit of backseat in the run up to Christmas. A few years ago we took a stand… Inspired by the OC’s Seth Cohen’s “Chrismukkah”, D and myself drunkenly decided to blen