As soon as we walked into our room in Munich, I had to say it. “I hate to admit this,” I told my blogging partner Yoshke, who was in charge of booking our accommodations, “But you did great finding these hotels.” “Of course,” he answered. The smug look on his
When it comes to budget, we’ve always had this travel philosophy: Don’t always go for the cheapest; Choose what gives you the best value for money. And it couldn’t be any truer in Paris.
Navigo Découverte (or Navigo Week Pass) is a card that gives you unlimited access to the metro, trams, RER trains, and buses for all five zones of Paris for one week. The pass costs EUR 22.15 plus another EUR 5 for the actual card. In total, EUR 27.15.
One of the most confusing parts of traveling to Paris is getting out of the airport. Well, it’s confusing if you don’t know what you are looking for. But if you’re already familiar with the airport’s layout and the city’s train signs, it’s actually a walk in the park.
As soon as we emerged from the Charles de Gaulle Airport, a middle-aged woman approached me and my friend and tried to communicate using sign language. She was deaf, I thought, which was supported by the piece of paper on a clipboard that she showed us. I caught the words
Years ago, when major news websites published articles claiming that one can enjoy Paris for less than P60,000, I took it with a grain of salt. But I’ve done it myself, and I can tell you that it is possible. It can be done.
On my last day in Paris, I wanted the moments to last longer, I moved so slowly. It took me 30 minutes to walk from the hotel to the train station to have “one last look”, which became a dozen last looks. Silly, I know, but yeah yeah. I’m childish
Few joys beat the ecstasy of being on a luxury holiday at a top-notch hotel. And while some tourists are happy with a conveniently located hotel that provides all the basic necessities and comfort, others want more. For intrepid travelers like me, one of those few joys is staying at
When the light began to dwindle, I rose from a curl and found a spot among the tourists that stood with their jaws dropped and breaths taken. The horizon was a giant magnet and we were but paperclips drawn to the edge of the rooftop, watching the clouds bare their
I was walking around the graveyard feeling a bit too spirited. And by spirited, I mean tipsy. There I was, exploring what many consider the world’s most visited cemetery, half-drunk. It was four in the afternoon. I never planned on having a drink on the way here. How it happened