Most people come to Paris for croissants, the Moulin Rouge and gloating, in that order. But for history buffs, it’s like walking back in time.
Sailing used to be the domain of three types of people; pirates, the super-rich, and the hardcore adventure junkies. Not anymore.
Food can take you places, according to science. And we agree.
Let your wanderlust percolate.
Johnny Depp gets it. When his character Jack Sparrow stood at the helm of the Black Pearl and said ‘Bring me that horizon’, he was talking about the sailor’s endless quest for new waters and unchartered shores (or at least shores unchartered by most major cruise liners).
When I landed in Paris for the first time, I spent a happy few hours Googling the best baguette, the most celebrated croissant, a critically acclaimed salted caramel.
Menhir, wild boar, magic potion, Unhygenix, Dogmatix. Sound familiar? Probably because you speak the language of the Gauls and of those mustachioed Roman fighters, Asterix and Obelix.
Picking the world’s best beach is a bit like arguing why your favourite colour should dominate the rainbow.