The comfy traveller's diaries

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Barcelona walking
Day 1 of getting some steps in

I am a strong advocate of doing your best to maintain physical fitness to – among other things – preserve your ability to travel as you please. But even so, some travels might be hugely exhausting when you are not being chaperoned around or using taxis and Ubers all the time. You easily clock 20,000 steps a day or more. Make that a three-day trip and you will want to skip leg day for a week. And that’s precisely what happened to me in Barcelona. Despite using an Uber for the farthest trip up the hill to the beautifully situated Fondació Joan Miró, I ended the day with 26,000 steps as I underestimated the sheer size of this city. There is so much to do and see in this mediterranean metropolis that a three-day trip feels like a reconnaissance mission at best. You will leave feeling like you saw a maximum of 2 per cent of what the city has to offer and that is truly a shame.

From the Fondació Joan Miró, of which I mostly loved the view on the city to be very honest, I made my way through the beautiful, surrounding park (Jardins de Laribal), heading to the Catalan Museum of art (Museo Nacional d’Art de Catalunya), as admission was also included in the Barcelona art pass I purchased before my trip. With the art pass, you can visit 6 museums within Barcelona for 38 EUR in total, and it is valid for an entire year. Given the prices of museums these days, it was already a good deal for visiting only two or three.

I had originally intended to also see the Picasso Museum but due to the public holiday, the museum was closed and I did not manage to see it in the end. At the same time, my limited time and similarly limited interest in modern art made the decision to skip it somewhat easier, and who knows, I might come back before my art pass expires.

I also did not last too long at the Catalan Museum because I skipped the modern art altogether. From the museum – located on a hill and slowly but surely filling up with swaths of tourists, I walked towards the Greek theatre or auditorium where people were having a yoga session on this breezy Sunday morning.

The adjacent café/restaurant looked really inviting, overlooking the city, rose garden and Greek theatre, but since it wasn’t even noon yet, it was completely empty, and I resisted my urge for a coffee refill. I decided to walk (when I should really have taken bus line 55 to the Plaça de Catalunya in the city centre) to a café and ended up on a pretty long walk through the streets of Barcelona.

I met people walking their dogs and older couples going for their Sunday stroll. There was something very chill about this walk until it started feeling a bit too long. However, one of the most reassuring things about Barcelona’s architecture is that the straight blocks of houses make it virtually impossible to get lost. Equipped with a power bank and broadly relying on Apple maps, I wasn’t stressed at any point.

Feeling a distinct lack of traditional Spanish or Catalan vibes, I decided to go all boho and find a matcha café, as I was craving a large cold drink of something refreshing and needed a little pick me up and rest.

After what felt like endless walking, I reached Bonsai, a matcha/speciality café where I had a delicious iced matcha latte to which I added more caffeine at a nearby café afterwards, as the matcha place did not have a bathroom. The café reminded me a lot of those ‘concept store’ places that look the same from Copenhagen to Tokyo and the cappuccino was equally underwhelming.

But at least my feet got a rest for a little longer. What really struck me was the fact that this place was full of English-speaking people in their 20s and 30s who appeared to be digital nomads of sorts. They were hunched over laptops or led audible conversations about ‘living in Barcelona’ without noticeable attachment to Spain and its culture. At least to me, they looked and behaved like regulars, and tourists like me were mostly just coming in to grab a coffee and left.

With Spanish lunch time rolling around, I decided to head towards Passeig de Gàrcia and closer to the shopping area of town, looking for somewhere to eat as I pass. I came across a restaurant called Zendra specializing in meat and grilled fish when I had already settled on baked goods from the Corte Ingles bakery.

Since my leaking water bottle had not only ruined my most precious stash of blister plasters but also sogged through my freshly purchased olive bread, the choice was an easy one. The place looked nice, and I was hungry.

The food, ambience and service were very nice; the only disappointment was the lack of Crema Catalana on the dessert menu.

I thus opted for a café solo and went on my way to snap a photograph of the famous casa Battló and Gaudí’s casa Milà aka la Predrera in the busy tourist saturated boulevard full of designer stores and the patiently waiting nouveau richesse standing in line to spend a few thousand Euros on Chanel’s latest Coco beach collection. The Gaudí house hosts a café and a restaurant, and interest was abundant.

I took my pictures and walked on, popping into a few large stores the size of which reminded me much of London’s Oxford Street-sized stores I only know in their miniature version from other European cities. Window shopping, like walking, can be incredibly exhausting and so I ended my day fairly early with a glass of red on the hotel roof top bar that supposedly featured a stunning view of the Basilica de la Sagrada Familia had it not been for the unkempt bushes ordaining the banisters that made the declared ‘selfie point’ pointless to say the least.

Still full from lunch, I wasn’t in the mood for dinner and called it an early night. The bed was comfy and I promised myself to try the metro on day 2.

To be continued …

As always, I have paid the hotel, flights, food and admission fees myself; I have not been sponsored nor am I affiliated with any of the foundations, museums, or businesses mentioned in this blog.
07.06.2026
A day trip to Lake Como
After my recent rant about public transport, I thought I needed to make up for it with a positive experience. And what better example than a picturesque Italian escape? It is no secret that Milan is one of my favourite city destinations, and from there, Lake Como is just a stone throw away – even with public transport. I have done the day trip to the world-famous lake twice. Once in autumn and once in spring. Both times, it was amazing, relaxing and absolutely worth it.

If you are staying centrally in Milan, you can easily reach Lake Como and Como town by train from both Milan Central station arriving at Como San Giovanni or Cardona station arriving at Como Nord Lago. The journey from either only takes little over an hour and is extremely affordable. From either, you’ll arrive close to the shore of the lake, just outside of Como town; a pleasant 5-minute walk will take you right into the centre and to the shore, where you can take a ferry to get to other towns located around the lake or simply tour it for pleasure as I did.

When I went to Como last, I left Milan sometime in the late morning after a slow and relaxed start (or probably a gym session…?) and an extensive breakfast at the hotel I was at. I had absolutely no rush, took the metro to Cardona station where I waited for the next available train to Como. There’s no point stressing over departure times as the trains are a regular service and you’ll never have to wait long for the next one. When I arrived, I bought my ticket for the ferry that tours the southern part of the lake from Como up to Torno and Moltrasio, returning on the western shore via Cernobbio.

You can buy your ticket at a kiosk sort of place right in front of the different piers facing the lake and you can choose your departure time. I decided to first have lunch and take the boat later on. And just to be clear, it is a relatively small boat; maybe ferry isn’t even the right word to use, but it is still more of a public transport-getting from A to B kind of situation rather than a yacht where you chill with a glass of bubbly while admiring the view of your room at the Mandarin Oriental from the lakeside.

In search of a cute little restaurant, I strolled around town, found a place where I could sit outside despite the season of the year and had risotto al funghi. The food was good, but nothing I particularly need to recommend to you here. I partly opted for sitting outside because my lunchtime would have made any Spaniard proud, and most restaurants were pretty much empty by the time. And if there is one thing I really do not enjoy, it is eating in an empty restaurant.

After rounding off my lunch with a delicious espresso, I walked back to the pier to take the boat. Although it was only at the end of March and not even cherry blossom season yet, it was not too cold to sit on the open deck of the ferry, which made the experience all the more special and enjoyable since I had unobstructed views. I took so many videos of the beautiful shoreline that I ended up running out of battery on my phone. It was lucky that the train back to Milan had power outlets to recharge.

I think that lake Como is such a beautiful destination that is so easy to reach and so different from the bustling city of Milan, that it would almost be a crime not to go when you have come to this iconic fashion city. For me, the little town of Como isn’t really a place I would come to specifically shop or do things. I just found it very pretty to walk through, grab coffee and recharge the soul with wonderfully Italian, slightly Alpine aesthetics.

Como town is just very pleasing and comforting. Small and slightly uneventful, which make it a perfect destination for a chill and scenic day trip. And because it can be reached so effortlessly by train, it makes it a perfect last-minute destination, too. You don’t need to plan ahead; just board the train. So, if you are shopped out in Milan and long for something quiet, you have a most beautiful alternative.
10.05.2026
Oranges from Sóller
Many years ago, I watched a German documentary about the almond blossom season in Mallorca in which the orange express, also known as the tren de Sóller was prominently featured. While I am personally less fascinated by train mechanics than I am by traditional almond sweets, beautiful landscapes, and glorious beaches, this documentary somehow lingered in my mind to the day I came to visit the island myself – a decade or more later. Before I set out to this little mediterranean paradise, the image of the train rushed back into my conscious memory. I sought to plan the trip in those few days in September I had at my disposal for touristic excursions before attending to the real reason for my travel to Spain.

Skeptical as I am, however, I did – not so diplomatically – ask my local friend whether this train trip to Sóller was ‘just a tourist trap or actually nice’. He was borderline offended by my question and assured me that, while it was definitely touristic, it was a very nice trip on which he had even taken his in-laws a few years ago. Since this sort of resembled an approval of the whole endeavour, I put the tren de Sóller firmly on my travel itinerary for Mallorca in 2025.

It was a beautiful day in late September, the weather was perfect, and the views did not disappoint. While the first part of the journey leads through the fertile plains of the island’s interior, the Serra de Tramuntana is not far from the island’s capital.

Soon, the train takes its route through tunnels and across narrow bridges nestled between the valleys and towns of this northern mountainous region. Lush vegetation and shadows of increasingly higher mountains feel so far removed from the yachts and urban buzz of the capital. Arriving in Sóller, one already sees the spires of its large Gothic-style church of Sant Bartomeu, which appears as grand an opulent in this little town – and is very similar in style – to that of Palma, from afar.

Sóller, unfortunately quite overrun by tourists, is charming and grand in architecture; a clear reminder of its bygone days when almonds and fruit made for precious commodities and lucrative trade. As with all touristic and Instagram-hyped ‘bucket list’ places, simply taking a side road will let you enjoy it in peace and quiet as most people are less interested in seeing them than in being seen in them.

To this day, Sóller remains famous for its citrus fruit and the train used to be a means of transporting the fruit to the capital and elsewhere. It dates back to 1912 and shares many of the characteristics of the iconic trams of Lisbon or Milan. The glazed caramel-coloured wooden seats and up-sliding windows exude the same glory of the olden days that I personally love very much, probably because they evoke happy childhood memories of summers spent in Lisbon with my grandmother and walking around its Baixa and Chiado as a student. As a Serb, I however feel compelled to warn you of the near certain potential of promaja (draft) created by scantily clothed Northerners opening windows on all possible sides of the wagons to let in the cold mountain air because their iPhones told them it was warm in Palma.

Not being able to hire a car and explore the natural beauty of any place to which I travel on a more individual basis, I am always looking for ways alternative transport options can help me get around and see as much as possible. The tren de Sóller lets you get off in Sóller, walk around and then rejoin it for the last stretch of the journey to the Port.

The Port has a long promenade framed by beautiful sandy beaches and a marina at the end; many cafés and restaurants line its beachfront with stunning views on turquoise waters. I highly recommend a piece of almond cake while savouring the landscape.

You can buy your tickets for the tren de Sóller at the designated station called the Ferrocarril de Sóller just across the Plaça de Espanya in Palma, adjacent to the Estació Intermodal and central coach station. While you can also get to both Sóller and Port de Sóller by coach No. 203 from the Estació Intermodal, I would recommend the train for several reasons. First, it is simply very nice and unique. Second, you are able to book your return for a specific time when buying your ticket, which leads me to my third reason: enforced limited seating that prevents all sorts of unpleasantries you may very well experience when queuing for the coach according to the principles of touristic Darwinism and self-centred foreigners not believing in queues.

All in all, I join my friend in telling you that the train trip to Sóller is touristic, but very nice indeed.

All recommendations are my genuine opinions. I have paid all fares and food at full price by myself and I am not sponsored or otherwise affiliated with any company or establishment mentioned in this post.
12.04.2026
Chasing magnolias
A day well-spent in Milan

Magnolia season seems to have become the European equivalent of cherry blossom season in Japan, with tourists making their way to designated magnolia spots. And I am no exception to those tourists because I am the ultimate flower-girl. I love flowers, and especially all flowers that come in pink. In many cultures, including Japan, magnolias symbolize purity, nobility, dignity, perseverance and love for nature. Magnolias are one of the world’s oldest known flowers, mentioned in the Ketuvim and Old Testament of the Bible, for example. In Europe, magnolias are in full bloom around mid to end of March, depending on the country you are in.

Last March, I went on a long weekend to Milan, and seeing magnolias was one of the many benefits of this visit. I had looked up how to get to the Piazza Tommaseo, a famed magnolia-watching spot and I will tell you about it today.

I have been to Milan many times, and the city never disappoints. It is one of my go-to travel destinations if I am very honest with you because I always find exactly what I am looking for at that moment in my life; a good break, food, tradition, shopping if I feel like it, and beauty all around as well as supermarket shelves with a good selection of Taralli. The hotel I stayed at in Santa Sofia was wonderful and perfectly located. I could take the tram or the metro and nothing in the centre of Milan was really far away. After having shopped a bit and had pizza and ice cream on day one, I felt like doing other things and seeing a new part of town on day two. So, I looked up how to get to the small Piazza located in a mainly residential area famous for its magnolia trees.

From the Piazza del Duomo, you would walk around the corner on to Via Tommaso Grossi and its tram 1 stop, which – generously speaking – is conversely just opposite the big Starbucks Coffee Roastery and the enormous Uniqlo shop on Piazza Cardusio, which also has a metro stop of line M1. While you can get to Piazza Tommaseo by taking the metro, I would highly recommend not doing so and taking tram 1 instead, because that way, you actually get to see Milan over ground, which, I suppose is part of the reason you came to visit in the first place.

And before we get onto that tram, let me just give you a warm recommendation for the Starbucks Roastery. While Starbucks or cappuccino after 11 a.m. clearly aren’t part of Italian culture, this place is nevertheless very special and beautiful and, in my opinion, a touristic must visit, not least because you can sit down for a while having your coffee as opposed to standing at a bar for 5 minutes only. That will come in very handy after or before a full day of touristic walking around. Second, if you are into cakes, this café is a feast for the eyes and probably the tastebuds, too. Since I did have my cappuccino before 12 and was hence still full from a fantastically oversized breakfast, I stuck to coffee – probably the fourth of the morning – and very much enjoyed the smell of freshly roasted coffee beans, the chance to sit and people watch for a while as well as the never-to be-discounted access to a clean restroom.

But back to our magnolia-spotting adventure: Via Grossi is the first and last stop of tram 1’s trajectory, thus your chances of getting a seat on the rather small tram is quite high. As the tram winds its way through the city centre, it passes Cadorna station, Piazza Virgilio and then reaches the Via Venti Settembre stop after no more than 20 minutes. This stop is located in a quiet area of town with large boulevard-like streets, framed by plane trees and imposing villas. And if you get off at the wrong stop, it does not even matter, because the next one will be just straight ahead, and I can assure you, you won’t get lost. Now, if you managed to get off at the right stop, you should cross the street to the left, walk on, cross Via Tamburini, continue straight past the beauty salon on your left-hand side and turn left at the corner into Via Petrarca.

You then continue walking straight ahead for about five minutes, crossing one more street, and you will reach the ‘side entrance’ to Piazza Niccolò Tommaseo, where kids will be playing and influencers taking their shots against the beautiful backdrop of the Church of Santa Maria Segreta, just like I did last year.

While I have a soft spot for Milan’s historic trams and always find travelling over ground much more interesting when I am travelling, you also have the option of taking the metro back to the Duomo or wherever you were coming from. M1 stop Conciliazione is just a short walk down Via Gian Battista Bazzoni if you exit Piazza Tommaseo to the left of the church.

I, of course, made my way back to tram 1, which was filled with afternoon travellers, neighbours and chatty old ladies speaking to the driver, as well as tourists from near and far. I love sitting on the same side of the tram I sat on when I arrived, so I can see what the other side of the streets I saw earlier has to offer.

Unfortunately, the weather wasn’t the best when I went. It was a rather grey and misty afternoon, but the old, enormous magnolia trees did not disappoint. It was truly beautiful, and so was that part of the city. And if it had not been for the magnolias, I would never have discovered it.

If you are interested in seeing what else I did that day, have a look at the short reel I put together of day 2 in Milan 2025.
29.03.2026
Two days in Florence, Italy
My last blogs have largely been dedicated to my opinionated philosophizing about travel. With the beginning of spring and a more outward looking perspective on how to spend time, however, I am finally able to share a real travel blog with you again. I have been alluding to it before but did not want to spill the beans just yet about where this journey was going to take us.

Day 1

I am blessed to be living in Europe, where many beautiful destinations can easily be reached within a few hours and short weekend breaks to a completely different country are within the realm of the possible. This time, I took advantage of a direct flight connection to the beautiful city of Florence in Tuscany. I have never been to Tuscany before, and I thought it would be a good idea to see it before the summer crowds arrive. In my opinion, it would also be a waste to dedicate precious warm summer days that could be spent on the beach roaming the museums. But who could visit Florence and skip the museums? It would be a sin.

But be aware, if you do not plan this out months in advance, you’ll be disappointed. Nowadays all major museums have online ticket sales and those come with time slots of 15-minute windows. Of course, you can also buy tickets on the spot, but you will wait in line for a very long time. Already now at the end of February, the queues were substantial.

For a change to my usual blogs, I will actually run you through my itinerary in case you would find it useful for your own plans.

I arrived at the airport at noon (with hand luggage only) and took a taxi to the old town, which took about 30 minutes. I was lucky to chance upon a very nice and kind taxi driver who spoke excellent English and with whom I really had a nice chat; usually, I am not a big fan of chatting with taxi drivers. He asked me – as most of them do: So, you are travelling alone? And when I get the weird vibes, I usually come up with a lie such as I am joining my husband who was here on a business trip or something along those lines. But this guy was normal, so I said “Yes, I am travelling alone” and in his opinion that was a great idea because I did not have to compromise on anything – especially food – and just do what I wanted. It really made me smile, because that’s not a response I usually get.

My hotel was located at the Piazza dell’indipendenza, next to a park and a short walking distance from the centre. I was already able to leave my luggage in the room, freshen up a little and walk to my first destination of the day, the Capelle Medicee where I had booked myself a timeslot to see Michelangelo’s secret chamber at 13:30. I made it on time easily (although I had stressed about that a little when the plane was delayed) and even grabbed a focaccia from the supermarket around the corner because I was starving as well as an espresso at the bar across before turning up about five minutes early. And I cannot stress this enough, but if you do book this tour – which I highly recommend – you must be punctual. The museum organizes the tour for a group of no more than four people at a time because the secret chamber is very small.

Our guide was a refreshingly genuine and enthusiastic young lady who explained both the story of the secret chamber as well as the intricacies of the drawings and sketches and answered all our questions in both Italian and English. The guided visit lasted about 20 minutes and all of us had plenty of opportunity to look around and really take in what we were seeing. After the guided tour, you can freely visit the rest of the museum on your own.

After the Medici chapel, I had some time to walk down to the river Arno, take a few beautiful pictures of the bridges and riverbanks, and eat a gelato at the corner of Ponte Santa Trinita before slowly walking back into the town centre for my next stop of the day, the Galleria dell’Academia museum. My time slot started at 15:30 and I made it comfortably on time without having to rush.

While I would not call myself an art lover per se or connoisseur of any kind, I do have a natural appreciation for everything beautiful, and I get immensely impressed by the mastery of artists so many centuries ago. There were a few paintings from the beginning of the 14^th century that really stuck with me due to their immense beauty, detail and vibrancy.

I often find the larger paintings more difficult to appreciate due to my visual impairment, as I cannot see the detail that I would imagine many people with normal eyesight would be able to catch.

The same goes for statutes, such as Michelangelo’s David that is cordoned off for good reason, given the focused interest of most visitors to the museum. I actually found myself more fascinated by the smaller works on the first floor, where I was able to approach the painting at a closer range and really appreciate the detailing.

As impressive as the Galleria was, I suffered my usual art-overload about halfway through and felt a bit depleted at that point in the afternoon. I then decided to look for a Bar-Tabacchi (coffee bar/kiosk) and top up my coffee levels before heading back to the hotel to rest and refresh before my solo dinner appointment.

It was indeed the first time I had made a dinner reservation weeks in advance and to my surprise at the time, it was entirely possible to reserve a table for one, which you cannot do in some countries mind you.

With hindsight, I really think it was a great idea to reserve a table because otherwise I would have just roamed the city aimlessly and probably doubted whether I would even be interested in a dinner for one. But because I had this reservation, it really felt like a fixed appointment, even if it was only with myself. Now, whether I would recommend randomly picking a restaurant off google maps like I did, I don’t know. But in my case, it worked out very well.

I had looked at the pricing and menu beforehand and gotten an idea about the kind of restaurant it was, which proved to be accurate. It was a nice, traditional restaurant with a lot of local charm and at no point did I feel uncomfortable dining alone. The waiting staff was very friendly, the food was great and overall, it was a very nice evening. I can warmly recommend it for those interested.

Day 2

I am not going to lie when I say I was very tired on my first evening and decided to sleep in; that said: for someone who usually rises at 5 a.m. ‘sleeping in’. means 8:30. After quite a disappointing breakfast buffet visit, I made myself another coffee in the room, as it proved to be highly superior to that in the windowless breakfast basement without wifi or telephone reception. I then headed out towards the Duomo to attend Sunday mass at 10:30. While I am not Roman Catholic, living abroad with next to no access to churches of my own confession, I have learned to find a moment of prayer and reflection among congregations of other Christian denominations and focus on the readings. What I found slightly disturbing though was that attendees were encouraged to ‘follow’ the mass on their phone by scanning a QR code with ‘the program’. Thus, for those fortunate enough to be in full possession of their visual senses, you had them glued to their screens.

After mass, I set out on a hike to the Piazzale de Michelangelo from where you have a panoramic view down on the city with the skyline of the dome of the Duomo, its belltower and the tower of the Palazzo Vecchio. I passed the queues of tourists waiting for admission to Arnolfo’s tower, left behind the Ponte Vecchio, horrified at the masses of tourists which caused me a little onset of claustrophobic discomfort and activated my natural flight instinct. Like this, I randomly followed over-packed streets only to find that I was on the wrong track. At the Palazzo Pitti – framed by a sizeable queue of patiently waiting tourists – I made a U-turn and found my way up the hill towards the Piazzale. It was a pleasant but steep walk in the end, so I would only recommend it to those who are reasonably in shape, otherwise just call a taxi.

Having made it to the top, I was greeted by the breathtaking view on one of Europe’s most beautiful skylines, but also by touristy stalls of knick-knacks, trinkets and the usual merchandise made in China. Blasting Latin music from a street performer and girlfriends directing their portrait-taking boyfriends on the various angles of perfect Instagram content did not kindle my desire to further explore the Piazzale itself. I took some of my own soon-to-be Instagram pictures and made my way back down to the river. It was past noon and definitely time for a meal in any event.

For lunch, I came across a very nice Pizzeria named Forneria, not too far from the Ponte Vecchio. A perfect blend of locals and tourists, friendly staff, good food and a clean and modern atmosphere make me really recommend this place to you. In their main sitting area, you also get a stunning view on the river and the old city. I could unashamedly charge up my phone while enjoying my pizza and a tiramisù.

Walking around for the rest of the afternoon, taking in the stunning architecture and blending into the city’s afternoon passeggiata I finally reached a point where I could walk no more. I had yet another coffee and because I needed to drag out that seated break for a little longer, a glass of Prosecco (when in Rome…as they say!). After some people watching and general contemplation, I cancelled my dinner reservation because I was still too full after the lunch I could not even finish.

Eventually, it was time to make it back to the hotel and facing the real world at the click of a button switching on the news. I shouldn’t have. Because for those two days that I spent in Italy, I could focus on nothing but a mental break and taking in the beauty life has to offer.

I don’t travel in order to tell you stories or post pictures. It is the other way around.

I like to tell you stories, because I love travelling. When you travel alone, there’s no one to share your impressions with, so they become stories that need to be told. I travel because I seek the tranquillity and peace of mind that I only experience when I am away from the routine and when I am able to slip into a different place and reality.

The next morning, I slept in, drank all the coffee in the room and skipped that unappealing breakfast altogether. A yoghurt and some delicious strawberries I had purchased the day before were a far better choice before heading back to the airport with no rush.

I hope you enjoyed my little itinerary and it would mean the world to me if any of my humble recommendations will help you in planning your own trip to Florence, or anywhere or even just make you dream about it.

As always, all recommendations are my own spontaneous and heartfelt recommendations. I have not been sponsored in any way or obtained any gifts, favours, products or food for free in preparing this blog.
15.03.2026
Cancelled
When travel plans go pear-shaped

Over Christmas and New Year, I stayed with family. I had a chill time and the weather was great. By the time I was meant to return, however, the Netherlands were hit with a cold front and lots of snow (for their standards) and the airport more or less came to a halt. My flight was cancelled again and again for days and I even got to spend Serbian Christmas at home as well, which had not been in the plan. I could tell you many details but I won’t. I don’t want my blog to turn into complain-dot-com; the things as they happened are in the past, much time and money was wasted but it’s over now and I do not want to recount it. And besides, many people were much unluckier than me when it comes to flight cancellations and the particular circumstances they found themselves in. I need to be grateful for having dodged the worst, and I truly am.

What I do want to share with you are some lessons learned, and I hope they can be helpful for you, too. Although I call myself a seasoned traveller, I found myself in situations I had badly prepared for and in the future, I will have to make some adjustments, because I won’t always be as lucky as to be at a relative’s home when flights get cancelled for multiple days.

I now understand that I will have to be more alert when packing my hand-luggage and not use it as the ‘just dump what doesn’t fit into the suitcase’ type of bag. No, I now understand what my brother (an experienced business traveller) used to preach about hand luggage: toothbrush, PJs, an essential change of clothes, basic skincare set and basic travel medication. But in addition, I realized I also need a couple of days’ worth supply of prescription medication (and not just the ‘more or less enough’ plus one for the strict number of days I would be away – that really wasn’t smart and caused some serious hassle) and a power bank – because airports and taxis don’t have outlets and airlines think that instead of employing ground personnel, we can all do everything on our own in their unhelpful apps and telephones have endless battery power.

Maybe there is such a thing of being over-prepared, but, honestly, I never thought that I would need to be so prepared ‘just going home for Christmas’. Turns out, it doesn’t matter what the reason of your trip is; whether you go see relatives or would be able to get a toothbrush from the reception desk in the hotel you are heading to. If you are stuck in the airport for hours or days or being driven back and forth, you’ll need it. And in the unlucky event they ‘just’ lose your check-in bag, or it arrives late, you can thank me later when you have made some smart adjustments to the way you pack after reading this blog.

At least I had my infamous Tupperware and did not have to eat any of those sad looking pizza slices, greasy croissants or colourful doughnuts for 10 Euros each.

To keep things crisp and catchy, I am going to end this week’s blog here. I first need to recover from the most uncomfy travels ever before I have something beautiful to share with you next time. So, take care and pack well! Hope to see you back here soon xx
18.01.2026
My favourite cafés in Palma de Mallorca
Over the course of the last year, I have been visiting Palma de Mallorca on a number of occasions; not exactly for leisurely travel but that does not mean that I did not get a chance to explore parts of life in the capital of the Balearic Islands. It wasn’t about sightseeing or shopping, but about daily life. Regaining strength after a life-changing surgery, I could only walk. Not far, not much, and with many breaks in between. But when I think about it, doing exactly that would also be the perfect starting point for any solo-traveller exploring a new city.

While Palma is blessed with many benches and opportunities to sit down and enjoy the beautiful scenery and weather, such as on the central Passeig des Born, weeks and weeks of walking also requires some more interesting stops and longer breaks, just as any tourist exploring the city by foot would need and be interested in.

This is how I came to sample a number of cafés within the inner city of Palma. I have visited the city in late spring, early summer and autumn, which gave me plenty of opportunity to revisit certain spots I uncovered as a tourist or find new ones altogether when rest was my priority.

If you love coffee and café culture as much as I do and have a soft spot for a good matcha latte, too, here are some recommendations of where to find a nice vibey coffee spot in Palma. For this blog, I have decided to keep it modern, and I won’t be talking about cultural heritage and traditional cafés and coffee houses. If you are interested in that, check out my earlier blog. This time, it is about contemporary coffee culture, the kind of café that I like to frequent anywhere in the world, just with a uniquely Spanish touch. I am talking about places where you can rest and unwind, people-watch and get inspired or simply savour a beautiful, quiet moment in your day.

Of course, my list of cafés of choice is based on extremely subjective and unscientific criteria. It’s about gut feelings and vibes and not much about those can be objectively measured. Taste is subjective by definition and so are feelings of well-being and comfort. Similarly, some people like their coffee strong while others don’t. And if you like filter coffee, I suggest you skip this article and revisit my blog another day. Spaniards like their coffee strong, and so do I.

Likewise, this is not an article about the 5 most instagrammable cafés or hidden gems or anything like that, because for starters I don’t think any place in central Palma remains hidden and beyond that, there are really only four places I want to recommend this time around. I think I have said it before, but I am a creature of habit and once I like something, I go back. And if a place did not impress me the first time around or ruined my experience by having me scan a QR code or having a disappointing rest room, I am not really willing to come back and give them a second chance. So, even though you will only find four cafés listed here, I did visit many more. They just did not make the cut, because I take my coffee and customer experience very seriously.

My absolute and unrivaled favourite on this list is Dome. There is much to be said about this café as it really ticked many of my high-maintenance boxes. I love the modern, stylish design combined with traditional vibes of the place. It’s a perfect blend of contemporary café culture and Spanish gastronomy, excellently managed.

The café con leche is strong and generous and the matcha beautifully served. Seating is comfortable with street views that offer a calming environment for a relaxing coffee moment or cozy stop on a rainy autumn day. It is frequented by both tourists and locals which makes it vibrant and contemporary, and staff are kind, attentive and friendly.

Another place I have been returning to more than once is Menut. It is young and vibrant with a bit of a boho touch; the matcha latte was outstanding and I can equally recommend the cortado and café con leche. If you are interested in a bite, Menut is your place, too.

The only drawback about this café is the outdoor seating situation; it’s not exactly cozy or picturesque on the rather busy Jaime III junction but at least you have beautiful palm tree views on the Passeig de Mallorca, which kind of makes up for the noise from the street already.

I would say it is a great place for a break when you are out and about, well placed between the seafront and the centre of town. It is maybe less of a destination for a lazy morning or a spot you’d do some work at.

For a more laid-back coffee moment, I recommend El Grano de Café which is located in a quiet street near the Mercat de l’Olivar. It is a chill cool café with beautiful indoor seating and reasonable outdoor seating, both of which offer excellent people-watching opportunities. I can’t say it is my favourite coffee in town, and it definitely is ‘watered down’ a bit for the more global taste (Spanish coffee is generally stronger I find), but I still like this place very much. I think it is the chilled location and overall vibe that make me rank it quite high up there. Service is a bit slow as they seem somewhat sparingly staffed, but who cares? You are there for coffee, not in an emergency room. No one is saving lives here and we are not on the run. Just sit back and relax. If you are into hanging out in cafés, you’ll like this one.

Last but not least in my list is Hotel Cappuccino on Plaza de Cort. The café con leche is excellent and the view into the square is very pretty; however, you do need to spend more for your coffee than elsewhere, that just comes with the ambiance, as it is one of the more luxurious hotels in town. For me, it’s absolutely worth it. My old-school personality very much appreciates the atmosphere of the hotel and only because it does not fit within my vibey coffee spot criteria, do I rank it lower on my list. For me, it is more of a Sunday outing kind of place that you intentionally go to, rather than a café you’d stop at along the way.

None of my recommendations are sponsored. They are the result of my genuine opinions and impressions. I have paid for all my coffees myself.
23.11.2025
Ticking all the right boxes
My top 3 travel essentials

There are three things that come in a box and/or cube format that I absolutely cannot live without when I travel. These are a Tupperware (yes, I am that kind of person), my Tumi travel cubes and my Max Mara cube vest. Of course, the last two items also come in more affordable versions these days, but I am not exactly crazy about shopping and this is why I like to invest in quality pieces that last me many years to avoid the hassle (and expenditure) of constantly having to repurchase the same things.

Would I flaunt a Tupperware the size of a cornflakes box on the breakfast table, unashamedly filling it with everything on display? Hardly. But I still find it ok to discretely pack something healthy to eat into it before heading out to the airport. And this takes me to exactly my point. Those of you who travel a lot will know that not only is the airport food and drink scene helplessly overpriced, but the main problem is the kind of food on offer. All of it is sweet, ultra-processed and devoid of any protein or greens. This is why I pack my Tupperware. I pack it for a trip with healthy snacks or even a sandwich, not because I am cheap, but because I do not feel like eating rubbish or nothing at all just because the choice will be poor. And it is something we already know in advance, it is foreseeable, and therefore, I plan ahead.

Mind you, my Tupperware habit has also saved a diabetic colleague on a business trip when the travel time unexpectedly extended by three hours and he did not have any food on him. Just saying.

Second on my list is my beloved Tumi travel cube. It is now 14 years old and still going strong. In its ordinary life, it keeps my office attire neat and wrinkle free in my gym bag five days a week. On its more exciting outings it helps me organize my outfits and assists me in being less of a mess when packing. While it did come with a hefty price tag, I do not regret this expenditure one single day.

To the contrary, I am so grateful that this accessory has never let me down. If you are interested in a great quality travel cube that keeps its shape (which I think is the one quality that keeps it in a class of its own compared to other brands), you might want to consider investing in one. Maybe there will even be Black Friday offers; it may be worth looking out for that.

Last but not least I need to mention my Max Mara cube vest I repurchased again after several years in Milan last spring. It has been my single most worn piece of clothing ever since; summer or winter (not much of a difference where I live) and particularly when travelling. I don’t know about you, but I often find that the air cabin temperature is way below 20 degrees Celsius (according to google that is 68 degrees Fahrenheit) and I find that to be very cold.

This is where the vest comes in so handy. It weighs next to nothing but keeps me so incredibly warm. You can stuff it in whatever overpacked bag you bring as a carry on because it also takes up so little space. You can wear it under another jacket to, for example, bring a trench up a notch to being as warm as a winter jacket. This is particularly helpful when you cross the weather divide and do not want to schlepp around a winter coat but also don’t fancy coming down with the flu the day after.

All in all, this vest has been a lifesaver for me on several trips and will continue to be just that for years to come.

And there you have it. My three most reliable boxes I bring on every trip.

Granted, they are not the prettiest arrangement when seen in their raw state, but they are unbeatable when in action.

Especially the Tupperware, I dare you to try on your next trip. You can thank me later.

As always, none of my recommendations are sponsored. I am not affiliated with any of the brands.
09.11.2025
Budapest
Part 2

I recently promised you another blog about Budapest. And one of the things that I take very seriously in life is keeping promises. And since my last blog about Budapest was a little heavy on the soul, I will keep it light this time and you may have guessed it, that usually means food. We’ll start with the coffee though, because all good things start with a coffee.

Budapest really struck me as a city that evolved around so many different influences; post-communist era chic mixed with Balkan vibes and Austrian flair. It is hard to describe really, as nothing I ever experienced really compares with Budapest. It’s humble and grandiose at the same times and glued together by the unique charm of its people and proud cuisine. Likewise, you can find all sorts of different cafés, ranging from modern hipster places to sumptuous over-the-top elegance.

A very heartfelt café recommendation I would like to share with you is Kávétársaság in the Lipótváros area. It’s cool, it’s modern, and fresh and really a great place to hang out because it just hits the right tone with its urban, minimalist vibe. While Kávétársaság was the kind of place you’d go to chill, you may, on the other hand fancy some serious kitsch and olden days charm and visit New York Café instead.

Touristy and overpriced, it is still absolutely worth the experience, but I would rather put it into the category of monument than café per se. Let’s say, it’s not where you’d go for your first coffee of the day moment.

The building itself is very extra and has an incredibly interesting history; the ambiance strongly reminiscent of the K&K days of the Austro-Hungarian Empire with its grandiose and lavish halls. It is quite a busy place as well, but don’t let that discourage you. The queues will move fast, as it is rather big.

Now, if you are more into the hearty cuisine of Hungary, you just cannot leave without savouring goulash or at least a goulash soup. I had both, obviously. The soup wasn’t bad, but I had it at a moment of the day when I was getting rather hangry, so there wasn’t really much choice involved when picking the restaurant. It was very touristic, and I didn’t really love it and thus I will not recommend it. Yet, I am a fan of goulash soup and having purchased approximately a pound of Paprika in Budapest’s market (If you want to know why, check out my earlier blog), I will undoubtedly cook some myself this winter.

The goulash I had later that evening (yes, same day, I know…), was, however, excellent and I am very happily recommending Szaletly restaurant, which is located in the somewhat quieter Istvánmező area, an area that reminded me very much of Serbia with its greenery and villas. I can’t really put my finger on it, but the vibe of the quite broad street just felt so very familiar.

In the evening, I would strongly advise you to get yourself a scenic spot on a rooftop bar overlooking the Danube. The Marriot hotel has a great rooftop bar with spectacular views. That said, you should absolutely book a table, as it isn’t very big and you may otherwise lose out on a table outside with the unobstructed views over the city skyline and all its beautiful major landmarks.

I said it before, and I will say it again: Budapest is a very beautiful and interesting city and needs to be visited again, periodically, if only for the Danube views and goulash.

None of the recommendations are sponsored in any way.
28.09.2025
10 Common sense ways in which to save money for travel
Let’s face it: travel is expensive, and costs keep growing much faster than our salaries ever will. In order to find the resources to travel, I implemented a few ‘hacks’ to save in a non-invasive way. At the end of the day, it is about spending more mindfully, not about depriving yourself of everyday pleasures. Be specific about what you want and prioritize accordingly. And don’t forget: it’s not about perfection; it’s about intention and progress toward your goals.

But goals remain dreams unless you put in place a plan for achieving them. You will likely not reach your goal overnight, and probably not within a week, but the most important part is to start somewhere and consciously work towards it.

1. Prioritize quality over quantity

Don’t get me wrong, there is great beauty and worth in hanging out in a cozy cafe and buying an elegant pair of shoes or a perfume you really enjoy. My point is to stop the mindless, aimless spending on a whim or out of unplanned convenience. And if you are honest with yourself, how much do you actually enjoy a latte served in a paper cup, burning the tip of your tongue for which you have been queuing for 10 to 15 minutes? Or the one you have to bring to your own seat (if you find one) where the person who sat there before you have left a tray of mess behind and the counter or tabletop hasn’t been wiped since the place opened in the morning. Equally, how many bronzers and foundations does a girl need? Eyeshadow palettes? Likely you are always buying the same colours anyway. My idea of saving is to not to deprive yourself of things you love and enjoy and save on the things you don’t. If you love a café moment, why not plan it in for the weekend, when you can take your time and actually savour the coffee you order in a place that’s really worth it?

2. Stop buying online

While I stopped buying online because of the hassle and the endless waste of time involved in chasing returns, the stress generated by receiving 10 update emails per package, and being a prisoner in my own home because the delivery company announced it would come “between 8 a.m. and 8 p.m.” only to show up on another day altogether, I think that shopping online is one of those things that ultimately makes us overspend. In my case, stopping this madness has not only had a positive effect on my life in terms of reducing all of these stress factors, but it also reduced the number of things and clothes I bought at the end of the day. I really think that we need to just pause for a second and remind ourselves that we no longer live in COVID-19 lockdowns. We can actually go to the shop and try things on there. And if you cannot be bothered to do so, chances are you did not need the item to begin with. In my opinion, it also saves you zero time to shop for fashion online because you likely end up having to deal with the return process and go to the shop or a parcel drop-off place (and let’s face it, they are rarely in the chicest areas of town), which arguably takes much more time and is way less enjoyable than going to the shop to begin with.

3. Reduce mindless spending on coffees/matcha to go

I don’t know about the place in which you live, but where I am, you cannot really get a coffee outside for less than 4.50 EUR (around 5.30 USD). And matcha starts at 5 EUR (roughly 6 USD). That’s a lot of money if you spend it on a daily basis. Not to mention all the trash; the thought of which alone makes me dizzy. If you are the kind of person who really enjoys a latte on the run while getting to work, why not invest in a cute thermos cup that you fill up at home and take with you instead? I am not saying you should reduce pleasure in your daily life; I am rather advocating for focus and spending with intention when, at the end of the day, you are looking to save up for something that is truly important to you. And if you care enough to take the time to read this blog, then chances are you are looking to save up for a trip you have been dreaming of for a while. Whisking up a matcha at home doesn’t need to be a half-hour ritual.

4. Use up your beauty and skin care products before purchasing new ones

None of us is an island, and we are bombarded with advertisements for new beauty products and skincare trends all over the place. Also, if you are just a bit like me, you probably love browsing through Sephora or the beauty section in the big department stores. I have a huge soft spot for everything beauty-related, and I used to stock up on products, especially when there was a deal or discount, thinking that I would need it later anyway. While this is partially true, I have, however, noticed that I had a tendency to basically keep my cash locked in a drawer until three months down the line when I eventually did run out of whatever product. Most of the time, there was either a new deal on offer, or I wanted to try out something else anyway. I guess, ultimately, you will just have to surround yourself with those products you truly love so that you end up cherishing them to the last drop. Don’t be like me; don’t stockpile.

5. Invest in a versatile capsule wardrobe

You don’t need 5 scarves and 7 hats this winter. You probably only need two neutral, good quality pieces of each that work with the coats you own. You also probably do not need to buy a new coat every single winter but can very likely wear it 2 to 3 years if you invested in a classic, good quality piece. My late granddad used to say: “I am too poor to buy poor quality”; this motto did not really resonate with me for many years, but with age and experience, I learned to understand what it meant. If you don’t have endless resources, it is better to spend a lot once on something that will last you long, because in the long run, you’ll spend less. Of course, if you are in your 20s, you are more likely to want to experiment with fashion and really go for trends, and that’s all great, but the more mature you get, the harder it is to pull off trends, and quality matters more, I believe.

For reasons of style and sustainability, I am also a very passionate advocate for quality leather shoes. I am obsessed with keeping them neat and clean, and as soon as they show signs of wear, I will take them to the shoemaker and have them repaired. This is why I invest in a few select pairs of shoes and boots and treat them with the greatest care.

If you reduce the amount of clothes you own in a curated and thoughtful way and shop less but smarter (i.e., does it go with things I already own? Do I have an occasion to wear this piece? Does the quality or material justify the price?), you will be spending less money overall and look put together every day. Maybe you find that very basic, but if you are reading tips on how to save intentionally, you are likely not a trust fund baby either.

6. Cook at home and pack lunches

Preparing your own food: Unpopular but not really rocket science. If you want to save money and probably be healthier in the process, you just have to start cooking and prepping your own meals and plan ahead for packed office lunches. It will save you lots of money. Instead of a lunch walk to the supermarket on a daily basis and spending 10+ Euros or Dollars on an assorted mess that will probably come down to a sandwich in the end or a mayonnaise-drenched salad bowl with soggy pasta at the bottom of an unaesthetic plastic bowl (or stale potatoes for that matter), prep your own. And that’s only lunch; you haven’t even addressed dinner yet. I prep a salad or something easy to take to the office, where I also keep some olive oil and vinegar for the dressing and cook a warm meal in the evening at home.

7. Book smartly

Granted, the 7 a.m. flight is always cheaper and the same goes for the Eurostar or other high-speed trains. Although I am used to getting up very early, and that really isn’t the issue here, there simply is no sense in saving 20 EUR on a plane fare and then having to dish out 80 to 100 EUR on a taxi because there is no public transport option in the early morning. It’s about planning it right to save money in the right places.

Conversely, I do sometimes upgrade to first class on the Eurostar (when the fare difference isn’t too high) in winter because I can get lounge access, which will be a huge plus when it is very cold on the drafty platforms and I risk getting sick and having to spend the fare difference on medicine later on.

Plan properly when it comes to the hotel location (Check out my blog post It’s all about the location) to avoid long commutes or taxi rides to the places you want to visit.

8. Invest in a good suitcase and carry-on

As a student, I would buy those cheap suitcases that usually ended up breaking immediately with wheels falling off or the zip giving in. It was usually a nightmare because they don’t break at home when you fill them. They break when you least need it. Within your means, I am sure you can find a suitcase from a more reputable quality brand that is timeless in terms of colour and well produced so that it won’t let you down in the next 10 years. Plan long-term because I am sure you are not only intending to go on one trip in the near future. If you have found your way to my blog, you probably love traveling and are looking to go on many more trips to come.

9. Keep track of what you save

It may be a good idea to keep a separate account or other mechanism in place for recording what you actually save. You can go old school and start paying more with cash and keeping the rest in a jar at the end of each week, or you can record your expenses in a way that you know exactly what you have saved at the end of each month.

The Japanese method of kakeibo is something I recently discovered and find both fascinating and effective for that purpose.

If you practice this form of simple home accounting, you will soon figure out your monthly basic needs in financial terms and, likewise, how much money you are able to save every month. Then, you will be able to immediately set a fixed amount aside once you receive your paycheck and forget about it in a savings account.

10. Plan your trips in advance

Booking hotels, flight tickets, or train fares in advance usually saves you money. At the same time, pencilling your trip into the calendar months in advance gives you something to look forward to. Having several trips lined up throughout the year really motivates me to get through the everyday drudge.
21.09.2025