This girl’s travel took her to Morocco this time around and I really enjoyed myself. It was hot, but to be honest after the heatwave in Malta, this was actually not that bad. It was very hot, but still bearable and leaving London on a rainy week, made it that more welcome.
Marrakesh, I didn’t really know what to expect, but I was pleasantly surprised. The airport is lovely, airport transfer was well organized; you don’t get bombarded by drivers trying to get you in their cars as soon as you get out. The Riad where I was staying was the cutest little place with very kind and helpful staff. The room had a nice double bed, moroccan style bathroom and as a bonus I got the rooftop and small pool almost all to myself. They also have a hamam, indoor cook and make booking arrangements for travel and tours, so all in all I was pretty set for my trip.
This past weekend, my girl Janelle and I attended the amazingness that was Afropunk Paris! I have followed Afropunk on social media for some time, but had never attend the festival before, and apparently I’ve been missing out!
Two days of black excellence and the best vibes. The amount of sheer joy you saw walking around was absolutely powerful. There was a lot of Black Boy Joy and Black Girl Magic present and everyone was just hypnotized with all the beauty present. From food, art, jewelry, clothing and natural products, to living art, music, dance and impeccable authentic styles. It was lit! Continue Reading
My June trip, well end of June, was to Malta. Never been, Didn’t really know what to expect, so it was that more exciting.
Getting from the airport to your hotel/apartment usually sets the tone for how your holiday will start. And I have to say that this time around the transport was extremely well organized. I booked my transport the day before from Holiday Taxis, and the shuttle transfer to my accommodation was there, everything was confirmed, and even though my flight was delayed, it went smoothly after that. For less than £7,- I got a door to door return. Perfect right?
This past weekend was exactly what I needed. Short breaks from London are sometimes my way of caring for myself. Being an Academic, working, writing, dealing with the madness of London; having to rush every morning and evening with little time to truly reflect on day to day things is hard.
My first short break for the blog was to Barcelona. I decided to go back to Barcelona after making a pit stop years ago. Finally felt like I wanted to explore it a bit more & see what it has to offer. My flight from London with Norwegian Air was delayed, which put me off track, but we can’t let that spoil the fun.