Chair legs scrape as the restaurant opens shop, and the street front transforms from tired pavement to an awning shaded haven, of dining tables with pristine white cloths, shining silverware and sparkling glasses. Delicious...
The liquid in the cup stared back at me, still trying to convince me that it *was* actually tea. It continued to fail. I closed my eyes for a moment, perilously close to tears...
What do You want out of travel? Are you looking for something different? Not the places that “Everyone goes”, Not somewhere packed with tourists? And yet, preferably, somewhere with a touch of luxury and...