What lured me to Bellavista wasn’t its night life but rather, its street art. Every available space, it seemed, was covered in graffiti.
Barcelona is home to a heady combination of Catalan dishes, those borrowed from other regions of Spain and more westernised flavours.
Ghent on the map seemed full of cathedrals and museums. And it was. Out of the blue, it seemed, there was this food movement.
In my mind, I’ve always seen Italy as this great place for Renaissance architecture although I think in reality, it’s often very far from the palazzos that I imagined.
Vintage by Hemingway is a three day festival to celebrate everything vintage – from art, design, music to film, fashion and of course, food.