All posts tagged: City

First Aid Mondays

Monday became a day of recovery from a little too much wine at Cinque, slowly meandering through the centre of the city, having seen nearly all the ruins and now in need of souvenirs (and rest). To nurse our hangovers, we discovered Klimataria, a tiny tucked away authentic Greek restaurant, dishing up homey Greek dishes with generous portions. It’s located in a kind of random part of the city, not next to the usual tourist restaurants in Monastariki. If you get lost, look for the shrubs and leaves sticking out of the building and the vibrant yellow interior glowing from the inside. On the menu for us was an uplifting and delicately delicious pan of scrambled eggs with mixed veggies, like tomatoes, peppers and even some shards of bacon (not a vegetable, I know). To follow, I had a dish with Aubergine “cream” (silky, creamy pureed aubergine) with tender chunks of beef in a rich tomato sauce. The view from our Airbnb. Fresh sesame bread popularly sold on the streets of Greece. For souvenirs the …

An Athenian’s Agenda ~ Part 2

Filled with sustenance once more, we continued on, up countless stairs and roads in Anafiotika, toward the Acropolis. Briefly, we stopped at Philopappos hill, for a stunning panoramic view of the city, before downing several bottles of ice cold water and marching on. Mount Lycabettus. The sun beat down on our poor scalps and shoulders before sizzling the rest of our skin as we bore onward up Acropolis, frequently pausing to glug ice cold water. Athens’ famous Acropolis sits at the top of a hill in the centre of the city, so one has to muster up a fair amount of energy for 20 minutes or so to reach the ruins. Upon arrival, it’s well worth it: with a 360 view of the city, 150 meters up in the air and history at your fingertips, this is what you imagine when you think of Ancient Greece. This ancient citadel contains the remains of several of most ancient buildings in Greece, those of which holding great architectural and historic significance – the Parthenon being the most …

An Athenian’s Agenda ~ Part 1

Awaking in our beautiful Airbnb was bliss, hazily pouring fresh filter coffee into mugs, sitting on the balcony and nibbling and orange-scented butter cookies (it was all we could find in the cupboards, but by God they were tasty). Rather last minute, we planned out our day, attempting to visit most of the historical sights in the city, but leisurely – we had four days in the city and so more than enough time to explore without excess stress. We stepped out, armed with sun cream and bug repellent (I had been bitten at least thrice since stepping out of the metro), into Kaisarini and walked through the streets lined with orange trees, up and down hills packed with tall apartment blocks, all quite uniform in style and colour. We were en-route to locate the Panathenaic Stadium when we stumbled across a baklava bakery – it could have been a scene from a movie; our heads turned in sync at the shop-front window, lined with shelves adorned with trays of oozing slices of baklava. No …

Everything Else in Beauty-Pest

Once familiarised with a city, the pressure is off to cram in all the tourist hotspots. Two and a half weeks (after already being previously here for another two in Winter) seems like the sweet spot to feel like a local. Spending my days freelancing obviously leaves less time for one to experience the city but alas, work-life calls. If I had finished my work or fancied a walk around midday, I strolled with my camera to the centre, closer to the Danube, stopping at my now favourite coffee place Espresso Embassy, and seeing the usual sights; St Peter’s Basilica, Hungarian Parliament, etc. I found Lumas Art Gallery on one street corner, a tiny shop with contemporary art and photography which is worth a look if you’re in the area. Rather randomly, I also somehow managed to become the temporary owner of a dog – another way to feel like a local: own a (temporary) pet. Amy, a golden retriever mix, became homeless after her owner died and lives in a dog shelter awaiting adoption …

360 Budapest

For the best views of the city, you have a plethora of options to choose from when visiting Budapest. If you fancy a night out on the town, including cocktails, DJs, good vibes and a sunset, head to 360 Bar in Pest. Upon finding the venue, you may seem confused as to how the building you’re entering would bear such spectacular a view. The small reception leads to an even tinier lift, but once you’ve arrived you can see what the hype is about. If you can find a table (reservations are recommended), watch the sun set whilst slurping your drink and watch the fairy lights flicker on over the terrace as night falls over the city. And don’t forget to take that compulsory sun-set selfie. * The rooftop bar buzzed with chatter and sparkled with the clinking of drinks; large pint glasses decorated tables alongside large jam jars filled with crushed ice and freshly made lemonade – something that’s served seemingly everywhere in Budapest this time of year. The main terrace hosted a large …

Lazy Summers

The start of my second week in Budapest remained calm. I frequented coffee shops and took long jogs along the Danube to burn off all the tantalising cheesecake and coffee, walked up and down and around the narrow roads of the city, hoping to capture any magical moments, enjoying the sun (but remaining in the shade lest my poor skin suffer more). And for lunch, I would grab some fresh bread from a local bakery, and saunter home. Hitting up Madal coffee more than three times is a must. Above: cheesecake, banana cake, orange & turmeric juice, iced coffee. One coffee shop that has quickly become a favourite was Espresso Embassy; it’s embedded in the brightest yellow-faced building you’ve ever seen, it’s suave “E” logo jutting out above some wooden tables and chairs outside, adorned with tiny plants in white pots. Inside, they sell their excellent coffee blends alongside a variety of standard cafe drinks and a large selection of cakes and pastries, including cardamom buns, cheesecake and chocolate babka (which is a must-try). Large …

Castle on a Hill

The slow mornings continued to prevail, this time eventually making our way to Székesfehérvár – a city in Hungary that used to be its capital in the middle ages. After taking a Hogwarts-style train to the city, we walked through empty, serene roads lined with fruit trees to try and find sustenance – we sneakily picked off some ripe, tantalisingly orange apricots and ate the fresh flesh to temporarily fix our hunger. At long last, we finally settled on bEAT restaurant – fine dining in the city without a hefty cost. To start, an amazing Hungarian meat and cheese platter served with slices of soft sourdough baguette. For mains, Hungarian ratatouille; slices of tomato, pepper, onion and more, in a rich tomato-y sauce, mixed with eggs and with two slim sausages atop. To finish we had the ultimate cheesecake, with a nutty, slightly green tinted biscuit bottom, flower petals and a lip-staining blueberry sauce. Bellies heaving, we bumbled back onto a bus and made our way to Bory castle – a small castle built by …

Burn-Baby-Burn

We awoke to the sound of planes overhead, neeaww-ing back and forth across the city. This weekend, Budapest hosted the Red Bull World Air Race on the Danube, a summertime spectacle based on speed and precision for a select number of pilots and their planes, speeding down the river, winding through tall air-filled pillar-buoys and loop-de-looping high into the sky. The event attracted over 650,000 spectators in 2009, and this year the same could be said – perhaps more. The river-side was filled to the brim with scuttling spectators, lining the roads and elevated banks to watch the speedy planes zoom by into the sky. Both young and old were in awe, comical head turns of the entire crowd in full swing, much like what you could imagine at a Wimbledon match. Street food vendors dished out Gyros (kebabs), Lángos (basically giant flat doughnuts) and gelato to spectators, famished and parched from the blistering heat. We made our way to the race after making our way to the Hungarian Parliament, viewing the majestic neo-gothic style …

Back in Budapest

Back in the land where beer is cheaper than water, Budapest no longer resembled the Winter wonderland I knew from a couple of months ago. The beginning of Summer had struck, and the city was filled with sun, heat, and most of all, tourists. The scorching heat hit instantly, stepping off the plane and walking into a wall of warmth, relentlessly afflicting locals and tourists alike. Temperatures of over 30 strike the people of Budapest, gelato stalls on offer at almost every restaurant and cafe-front, iced coffee signs erect at any cafe, and the oh so familiar scent of sun-cream once again permeate my days. Naturally, a city changes its colours with the seasons, but Budapest remains ever beautiful and majestic in the Summer sun. The once magical snow that blanketed the city is now replaced by the enveloping heat, almost enhancing the warm colours of the beautiful and ornamented Austro-Hungarian architecture, seeming exceptionally Eastern (European) in atmosphere. My time in Budapest now is more relaxed, which is a blessing given temperatures rise to a …

Rendezvous in Rio de Janeiro

Travelling to Rio De Janeiro super early (i.e. 5am) seemed like a good idea two months ago. I warn against this activity. Despite our 3am wake up call and late bedtime, travelling to Rio De Janeiro was seriously exciting; the iconic city of Brazil awaited us. And first thing on the agenda; see Cristo Redentor (Christ the Redeemer). But alas, our naivety and excitement to see Jesus led us to pay an absurd amount of Reais to not even see the iconic statue; enveloped in a thick blanket of cloud and fog, you could see nothing but his head and palm.  Perplexed at our poor decision making, we stood amongst a crowd of indifferent tourists, selfie-ing like there was no tomorrow. Determined to come back when the weather was better, we descended back down Corcovado on the tram, disappointed and seriously hungry. After seeing some Naif art, primitive art from Brazil, at Museu De International Arte Naif, we somehow ended up a spooky historical house where a sketchy woman lives (and by lives we think …